It's Nuts That Antarctica Is Just Down There. On This Planet. With Me. I Want To Know What's Going On

NO WAY

my seanoning

Came Back Wrong from the gocey store

Every time I read that one Brian Eno quote from A Year With Swollen Appendicies about how anything that sucks about a new medium will become cherished and beloved once it’s no longer novel I get incredibly emotional and can’t contain myself.

I've been going through it a bit lately and your music has been helping a lot.

In particular the library at the very bottom of this place and the lines "I'm not my body, I'm not my brain..." have really been resonating with me. Because there are days that I really hate my body and my brain and my habits and just about everything, but having this as a mantra to repeat and remind myself that there's *something* about me deeper than that and deserving of love has been huge!

Thank you! I am not the sock, I am the pennies filling it that fracture the jaws of my enemies

*looks at books* too tired for you *looks at films* too tired for you *looks at art supplies* too tired for you *eyes fall on tumblr* oho ho

Ants are a form of thing, known for travelling in cliques. They are small in size, unknown in color, and bashful in temperament. Every ant has two appendages they use to hurt other beings, and four appendages for other activities. Scientists have discovered many types of ants; gay, Protestant, electric, and chill. Their wealth is considered low.

Sweets and treats are all the nutrients a princess needs

we shall all be healed <- guy who wont be healed