everywhere I go people are asking me for my email. my email is in high demand. it's rare for me to visit a website without someone getting on their hands and knees, begging me for my email
can't afford those moth/butterfly bags, so I just drew myself with one instead
"Why, then, 'tis none to you; for there is nothing either good or bad, but thinking makes it so: to me it is a prison." -Hamlet
Not a perfect parallel, but I was reminded of Hamlet's "Denmark is a prison" lines.
— Fyodor Dostoevsky, Notes from Underground
I saw this door to nowhere the other day.
90s celestial decor
Anyway, I didn't turn in my homework last night. Maybe I'll actually do it later but it's late now :/
Hoes can't stand my whimsy
me: sleep?
brain: no.
me: so what, laying here thinking about life? Thinking about something constructive maybe?
brain: lmao. nope.
me: okay then what. What's the third option.
brain:
RA-RA-RASPUTIN, RAISIN-POWERED FUCK MACHINE
~~Theatre major with a caffeine addiction and constant anxiety~~ [20] [They/Them]
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