this isn’t normal. this isn’t how life is supposed to feel. if you don’t think about it it can’t hurt you. I found our hearts and they were still beating. there is still time.
my boy still dropping bangers from beyond the grave
My favorite thing about Eugene Drawtectives is that he's this incredibly glam psychic who dresses exclusively in robes and capes that show off his chest, and he's got perfect eye makeup 24/7, and he's just all-around wildly attractive and giving off insane gender envy
But he's also a no-thoughts-head-empty awkward sweetheart who the cast immediately adopts as their son instead of thirsting for him and even after he gets his memories back he's still a sweet himboish mess
dont talk to me til ive fucked my coffee
Yours (now I'm even losing my name - it was getting shorter and shorter all the time and is now: Yours)
Franz Kafka, Letters to Milena
The Crane Wife by CJ Hauser
My brain constantly:
So my ☝️ list 📝 grew ↗️, 9: buy 💲 new 🧼cement 🪦, 8: taKE CARE 🫄 OF THIS DUCK 🦆I FOUND-, 7: clean🧼 out the pipes 🪈for the bathroom🚽 and the kitchen🍳, 6: rebuild the walls🏚️, 5: keep out the pests! 🐀4: Kill the black mold🦠😞... 3: rewire📻 the ceiling, 2: CHANGE THE LIGHT BULB!💡 And 1: forget about youuuouuouououuuuu🚫🫵
brought a poem to the gun fight
i’m/he’s/she’s/we’re/they’re cooking = good
i’m/he’s/she’s/we’re/they’re cooked = bad
something happens between the cooking and the serving methinks