Bread is love, bread is life. Bread makes the pain go away. Bread makes my numb, shriveled, and oh-so-cold heart be able to feel again. Eat bread. I fucking love bread. Praise be to the Bread Gods

“If I had to choose who to make love with between a woman and a loaf of bread, I’d choose the loaf of bread, because I’m pansexual. Hehe, wheezes a wittle bit get it? Pan-sexual? Cuz pan means bread in Spanish.” - My dumb ass at 3:11 AM, truly the thoughts of a mind teetering on the brink of madness, may God have mercy on my soul.

May He forgive humanity, for we know not what we do.