I think of words the same as I think of currency. You may give them more than the collective can stand at this moment, but soon they stop mattering. Like bankruptcy. Fuck all you triggers who want to keep a word held down.
Sorry the savior of black people was asking you for donations. He's a hero.
Just in case you missed it.
Well, apparently somebody fucked my girl who isn't me. Some people would call her trash, but I'd call it recycling. Thank you ladies and trannies. I'm here all weak.
Only one.
Enjoy your thrown.