Can you do your guy with a boner impression again

got jumped by wise old monks again. fml

aborted horse: hey can you abort some sugarcubes and an apple? i'm kind of hungry in the aborted horse purgatory dimension

"ive never been in a fight" cmon dude. not even with a big evil puppet?

there’s a playlist called forever and we’ll hang out there until the end of time

Honestly if I knew it was my last day in the time loop I think I’d get kinda sad and nostalgic about it

mentally taking a drag of my mental cigarette because I don’t smoke but life has been very smokable lately

i keep thinking about this: maybe love isn’t a destination or a possession but an influence. a force that changes your shape. that helps you become. and when it’s gone, it doesn’t mean you’ve lost it. it means you’ve absorbed it. the people who leave don’t take it with them. they leave it behind in you.

love is about transforming. about leaving someone better than you found them, even if you had to leave. and i hope i’ve done that. i hope somewhere, someone is still listening to a song i showed them. still laughing at something i said. still drinking their coffee the way i do. we don’t belong to each other but we do belong to the versions of ourselves we became in each other’s presence and in that way, we never truly lose anyone.

point of impact (romantic)

the subtle and delicate cuteness of the chickpea