/lit/ - Literature

O, true love, have you brought me gold
And come t' set me free
Or have you come, to see me hang
All under th hangmun tree


O, true love, have you brought me gold
And come t' set me free
Or have you come, to see me hang
All under th hangmun tree

O yes, I've brought you gold
And come to set you free
How could I stand, to see you hang
All under th hangmun tree

We were running through the graveyard
And we laughed my friends and I
We swore we'd be together
Until the day we died
Until the day we died
And it's such a sad old feeling
All the fields are soft and green
It's memories that I'm stealing
But you're innocent when you dream

*puts down Shonen jump*
*drinks monster energy drink whilst listening to joe rogan telling jaime to zoom in on those gorillas, those fuckers will fuck you up*
*asks mommy for birthday money early *
*reads wiki page and pretends to have read the book*

San antonio is a spiritually and creatively dead city where fat Americanized Mexicans are too stupid to realize the inherit nihilism of their lives and spend most their waking moments discussing the spurs and whataburger.

The unofficial moto for san antonio is "keep san antonio lame"

The people here are proud of their mediocrity