Come Up With Your Hands Out

My lurking game is crazy I’m laid up in bed reading your grandpa’s obituary

I be like "omg, i have so much to do" and then go lay down

shout out to everyone who participated in the january-february mass depressive episode

Thank you everyone for another great turnout to the january-february mass depressive episode

i think im getting better! :) [another event occurs]

your scent processing being so close to memory in your brain is insane sometimes you step outside and take a whiff and go "ah, it smells like playing pokemon emerald in my third grade afterschool program in the crisp september of 2006"

Context for the 19 year olds reading this, September used to be a bit cold

once you figure out you can sit down in the shower it's over