Suns Out. Flowers Are Blooming. Birds Are Chirping. Yaoi Shit Is Happening To Me. Maybe It'll All Be

craving the kind of intimacy that requires surgical tools

I say shit like "If my memory serves me" knowing damn well it serves the dark lord

i go to bars and coffee shops and breweries and libraries and thrift stores all the time by myself and i have a chill banger time i love my own company. so why is the grocery store a warzone. im fighting for my life. barely make it out alive. if someone even looks at me i want to blow them up with my mind

Planning devious acts from within the blankie.

"it was in 2020" oh so like a year or so ago. a couple years. im sorry 5? did you just say five? five years ago ?

by Whitby Pandemonium