Early

God sculpted every piece of natural beauty on this earth dumbass

Lmao he got muted PURRP NOOO

thread bout to be a ghost town by the time this drops

omg

PURRP GOT MUTED BRUH GOD DAMMIT

Never

"Goooood gawd all mighty"

Oh fiddlesticks she is a lovely lady

Cindy tran

sab banning every body

Nothing but ugly b****es in this thread

IN WITH THE FUNNY
OUT WITH THE H****

Purp made a 0-3 comeback

did someone report or did you just show up?

Also can you see deleted posts? If so I might have something I might need help with if it ok lol

thanks gen Z

also banning but not removing the post seems counterintuitive no @sab

tell me u didn’t like the response to the last album without tellin me

When you find yourself, in a morning, averse to rise, have this thought at hand: I arise to the proper business of a man. And shall I be averse to set about that work for which I was born, and for which I was brought into the universe?

Have I this constitution and furniture of soul granted me by nature, that I may lie among bedcloths and keep myself warm? But, say you, This state is the pleasanter. Were you then formed for pleasure, and not at all for action, and exercising your powers?

Don’t you behold the vegetables, the little sparrows, the ants, the spiders, the bees, each of them adorning, on their part, this comely world, as far as their powers can go? And will you decline to act your part as a man for this purpose? Won’t you run to that which suits your nature?

But, say you, must we not take rest? You must: but nature appoints a measure to it, as it has to eating and drinking. In rest you are going beyond these measures; beyond what is sufficient: but in action, you have not come up to the measure; you are far within the bounds of your power.

You don’t then love yourself; otherwise, you would have loved your nature, and its proper will or purpose. Other artificers, who love their respective arts, can even emaciate themselves by their several labors, without due refreshments of bathing or food: but you honor your nature and its purpose much less than the Turner does his art of turning, or the dancer does his art, the covetous man his wealth, or the vain man his applause.

All these when struck with their several objects, don’t more desire to eat or sleep, than to improve in what they are fond of. And do social affectionate actions appear to you meaner, and deserving less diligence and application?

Leave the door open, I'm comin' home tonight

Let's get some Angela white in here so we got the best of both worlds

My Nigga. You know I got you but the feds watching rn

I'm so hyped

for all the dogs

we escaped the sara jay posts we won