(i let a pork shoulder go bad in my fridge and felt guilty)

sometimes i think too much about death and the only thing that soothes me is the thought that when i die my body will rot into the earth, feeding maggots and becoming dirt. dirt that grows grass, grass that feeds the animals. what then, of the plastic wrapped meat in our store?

I wanna chew on his schnoz

Congrats!!

This is so real