the darkest night will end and the sun will rise

When God closes a door I reach my little paws under it and meow until He opens it again.

people talk about their writer friends stealing their weird habits or borrowing backstories but what you don't know is that we will steal your house. layout location garden colour scheme décor the whole lot. i have childhood friends with entire abodes immortalised in my stories. i have people i met once who would be able to recognise ancient six-month lease domiciles from a decade and a half ago. i'm in your house i'm in your blueprints and i am taking the lot.

holy shit dude the elephant in the room just beat that horse to death holy fuck he's still going

i eat your grandads clothes

Macklemoth

Human bodies are so weird like the upper half consists of every single vital organ and the lower half is legs

I lowkey do be having obsessions and compulsions

i love writing out numbers and then putting them in parentheses like "one (1)" even when i dont need to i think its funny

You can lie when you name things

socks are the primary producers of the laundry biome. they typically mate for life and come in a wide variety of patterns, though—unlike shoes, which many theorize to be a symbiotic species—they lack sexual dimorphism. juvenile socks resemble their parents, but have yet to develop the long necks that distinguish socks from other species of the extremity family, such as mittens

happy Barely Keeping It Together Wednesday to all who celebrate