It's Autumn, which means if I make a Big Pot of Soup it will Fix Everything. No one fact check me on this. We need to let the soup speak for itself.
We’ve booped each other a long time. We’ve been on this site for a long time. I mean, you and me. I could always boop on you. You could always boop on me. We’re a team, a group. Boop of the two of us. And we’ve spent our existence pretending that we aren’t booping. I mean, the last few years, not really. And I would like to boop… I mean if Gabriel and Beelzeboop can do it, boop off together, then we can. Just the two of us. We don’t need Heaven, we don’t need Hell, they’re toxic. We need to boop away from them, just boop us. You and me, what do you say?
what’s it called when you’re so disconnected from reality that cold water doesn’t feel like anything and you can barely taste food anymore
she željko on my bebek till i contribute to croatian music sufficiently to gain the status of samostalni umjetnik
she bijelo on my dugme till I fall from a cherry tree
When you're going to change the world, don't ask for permission
My dealer: got some straight gas 🔥 this strain is called the “Astrophage” 😳 You’ll be zonked out of your gourd 💯
Me: yeah whatever. I don’t feel shit.
5 minutes later: Dude I swear I saw the Petrova Line emitting some light
My buddy Ryland pacing: the sun is dying
@/girlglimmer (x) // @/christmas-winter (x) // fireflies - suzanne siegel // “orange and blue” - sarah jarosz // beautiful night - momcilo simic // christmas eve - julia andreevna petrova // @/hunting-brother (x) // @/bluecapsicum (x) // suzanne siegel