Dylandrama - Therapy? In This Economy?

babygirl i sit hunched in ways you’d never fuckin believe

oh yeah don’t worry about my leg bouncing, i’m fine. that’s just a thing i do when i’m bored, or excited, or nervous, or alive

we should all kill ourselves

i had you going there for a second, didn’t i? no. maybe. shut up.

*some kind of generic skinny white guy with curly hair walks past us on the sidewalk* dude.. was that bop dylan

a man shooting a nerf gun at his light switch from the bed, missing every shot, and going to sleep with the lights on

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thank you black mold. thats a wonderful idea black mold.

detective: [kneels down looking over a dead body] hm. gross