From Nowhere In Particular

wet dog. sad farm boy. huckleberry. first in his family to go to college. has to change scrubs multiple times over just a few hours. a hint of religious angst. recites scripture from memory. i need to know more.

i totally forgot that he snapped a rat's neck. my sweet sad-eyed ratter.

salmon so tasty it make me eat hasty / when salmon is finished the joy is diminished

Joel: So what's for dinner? Ellie: I can't tell you, it's a soup-prise! Joel: Joel: Is it soup? Ellie: I soup-pose it could be! *winks* Joel: Please, enough with the soup puns Ellie: Wow, you're soup-per mean Joel: STOP [one hour later] Joel: It's fucking sandwiches?!?!

girl dad not as in a dad with daughters but as in a girl who shares the tastes habits and personality traits of a middle aged father

That feeling when your body is requesting something but you're not sure what so you just start eating and drinking random stuff to try and figure it out

Me, eating a chocolate waffle at 7pm: Is this what you desire, oh prison of flesh?

lord the peasants are so loud today

pheasants. PHeasants. The birds

I would have sworn fealty to you in medieval Europe btw. If you even care.