I can’t fathom what does these tier-1 living pajeetas and foids who never had any trouble in their life find so relatable in Dostoevsky.
Every woman I meet is like “much dostovesky 🎀” “he’s my everything” “he’s a pookie” “he would have loved Taylor swift”
Same is with Franz Kafka but I get that he was handsome but why this pookie-cookie shit with Dostoevsky?












