I had a big rally planned this weekend to wrap up my presidential campaign, but then I realized the NBA Playoffs start Saturday. And since that means I can’t get up off my ass nor talk to anyone, I guess the rally is off.
Friday’s forecast: A good president is not afraid to adapt.
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“dusty rusty crusty musty ass california hills”
“frowning in plaid (haunted radios, bird bones + anthropomorphized wind)”
“warming my hands on bridges i’ve burnt”
“songs that make me see god”
“My Playlist #236”
“classy wine moment and intellectual conversation”
“90s heroin chic model off duty”
“tweet tweet bird emoji map emoji”
“not my circus, not my monkeys”
“a grave is probably cheaper than an apartment”
“ATE THESE BITCHES LEFT NO CRUMBS / DID IT IN DESIGNER PUMPS”
