I made a thing. Based on a true story. +/- one ceiling cave-in
Inspirational words for freelancers, hourly paid workers and salarymen alike
(There will be stickers, watch this space :,,)
"sorry that probably doesn't make much sense" <- for perfectly intelligible & logical statements relevant to the present conversation
"you get what I mean." <- for unparsable non sequiturs
I try not to think about it because I have to keep moving, but damn if it doesn't make my heart ache.
the "new normal" couldve been respirators & rapid tests & hepa filters & universal basic income & accessibility & caring about other people.........
ninth house bitches!
[instagram & twitter]
Maybe for Jod to finally die, he has to stop being loved by Alecto?
Hold on. Hold on. Noticing a pattern.
Jod said when they were shutting down the cryo project, the bodies that didn't rot were the ones that he personally said goodbye to, the ones he loved.
Jod cannot die, has not been able to die in ten thousand years. Alecto assures him, "I still love y—" .
The cavaliers of Lyctors, as evidenced by Naberius and Gideon, their bodies don't rot.
Tamsyn Muir assured us, regarding Alecto, we have not begun to see the horrors of love.
my millennial exhaustion with having to create an account that includes my email, phone number, and even my bloody birthday on some data-scraper website just to make an appointment for something as trivial as a haircut + my millennial fear and loathing of telephone conversations = I am now walking into businesses to make appointments in person.
when they told me I would eventually turn into my mother, this is not what I thought they meant.
i am nooooot locked the fuck in. im locked the fuck out. call the locksmith
This is a call-out post for my monstera 👀
Nosy ass plant
I'm convinced if I suddenly gained the ability to swim like this it would fix all my problems. Just imagine...staying in my own (swimming) lane, vibing with my emotional support watermelon and putting in minimal effort. Perfection.
Random fandoms & AuDHD reblogs. Occasional millennial musings since I am An Old.
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