Tired in a Sea of Stars

a few weeks ago I was having an absolutely lovely time out at a bar with a bunch of my friends, and I was quite a bit drunk and a little stoned and had the thought "I would like to be touching one of my friends." So I got up and sat across from a friend, and reached out to take his hands in mine. He took my hands, smiled, and said "honse." and of course I said "honse" in return. and I think that's what life is all about

Damn way to read the assignment and go above and beyond.

the bleakness and sanitized feel of most American protestant churches really is an underused medium.

Is that a miette?

Pride for you!  Pride for a thousand years!!

you COME OUT to miette? you come out to her as queer? oh! oh! pride for mother! pride for mother for One Thousand Years!!!!

has anyone figured out how to turn off the thing where you love your pet so much it slides inexorably into grief-borrowing

I'm imagining a world where RPGMaker somehow made it as the de facto codebase for software and you have to navigate your banking app by walking around in a huge room full of NPCs named "make deposit" and "make withdrawal" etc and there's loud as fuck stock music playing

as a feminist i support recreational abortion

i have mixed feelings about competitive

I really needed the last one

ive invented (note: dubious claim) something i call the bear diet which is mostly fruits and vegetables with fish as the main protein source and something like once a month you eat a few hyperprocessed foods of your liking because that is when you, the bear, raid a dumpster in the suburbs

after the hyperprocessed foods, do you take tranquilizers to simulate getting captured by animal control and returned to the wild?

i would settle for melatonin gummies but well. knock yourself out