what’s this?

fuck, I just realized that if I spend my life being too intimidated to make art then that means I don't even get to make bad art. I end up making NO art. that's way worse

me after 5 minutes of socializing: i’ve earned 3 days of silence

me, an extrovert, after 5 minutes of silence: i’ve earned snorting cocaine off the bench with my 80 closest friends

explaining to my dog that i can't play fetch with her if she doesn't give me the ball but i'm a succession character trying to close a deal

i see what's going on here. you've dropped the ball in front of me, you're wagging your tail. and i'm game. i'll pick up that ball and play fetch with you if that's what you want. i throw it, you catch it and bring it back, it's fun and everyone's happy, yeah? but uh, i guess my question is.... are you going to fuck me? like, if i pick up this ball and throw it, you're not going to, uh, come back with it in your mouth and not give it to me. you wouldn't do that, right? because then we can't play fetch. then nobody's happy. and we don't want that, right? yeah? you understand me. i like you, man. we're on the same wavelength