a Conspiracy made by racist saying the civil war wasn't about slavery and was about tariffs or "States rights"
most people who believe are fat old people that live in South Carolina or Georgia
most people who believe are fat old people that live in South Carolina or Georgia
Retard: i believe in the Lost cause and the civil war was about states rights
everyone who has a brain: states right to do what mate?
everyone who has a brain: states right to do what mate?
by HistoricalFanatics March 2, 2022

by M3227 August 29, 2021

A lost person in the realization that struggle to understand the aspect in life in understanding outside it’s own world
by Vcx April 4, 2023

Arnold and his friends usually go out on a Friday night. Roj who is an acquaintance self invites himself to go out with them at night. Arnold and his friend all whisper losted softly as the night just gets awkward.
"Dude your mom just found your pack of cigarettes!."
"We losted..."
Dont believe somemore la meh hai. To pf
"Dude your mom just found your pack of cigarettes!."
"We losted..."
Dont believe somemore la meh hai. To pf
by Puifoongdoilooklikeigiveafuck July 3, 2016

by I_know_everything August 3, 2013

An underground Instagram clothing brand owned by supposedly the same person that made the brand “No Selection”, but I think I know who.
by HAHAHA1800 February 21, 2022

The one-day's, the maybe's, the I-hope's, the imaginary-future-game's, the can't-wait's, and the we-should's.
The Ghost of life itself wondering up and down your hallway humming a sweet sad song, reminding you of the opaque alternative you refused to nurture and cherish.
It's the words of comfort from others that unknowingly stab at your sense of solitude. It's the progression of comfort you provide yourself to reject pity. It's convincing yourself you're better off to avoid the pain of accepting your misdemeanors.
P1: there's plenty of fish in the sea, you've just gotta get back out there
P2: I'm better off alone, I have freedom, I can do whatever I want, and I have so much more time and money now.
P1: you'll change your mind, someone else will come when you least expect it and sweep you off your feet.
The Ghost of life itself wondering up and down your hallway humming a sweet sad song, reminding you of the opaque alternative you refused to nurture and cherish.
It's the words of comfort from others that unknowingly stab at your sense of solitude. It's the progression of comfort you provide yourself to reject pity. It's convincing yourself you're better off to avoid the pain of accepting your misdemeanors.
P1: there's plenty of fish in the sea, you've just gotta get back out there
P2: I'm better off alone, I have freedom, I can do whatever I want, and I have so much more time and money now.
P1: you'll change your mind, someone else will come when you least expect it and sweep you off your feet.
by S.W.A.L.K.J.F.P.J.P. October 3, 2023
