I was having a bad day so I kicked an ant to death on my walk home. Is that really so bad? It was a stray. Nobody even loved it.

there used to be atraight up a proboscis monkey blogging on here

hold on let me google something

what the fuck

happy Boston Molasses Flood to all who celebrate

i hope that in 2025 u get to take more walks, read more books, connect with more people whom u love and who love u, achieve ur goals (even if ur goals are having no goals and just living in the moment), exercise fun hobbies, move from a place of self-direction, and weave together a beguiling assortment of beautiful little moments. remember that no feeling lasts forever. love u

oh I see. it was the crime of wanting. that's why I deserve it.