inexplicable lunch-fiend

deadbeat parentified child

New Pokemon character idea: old women NPC on a bench feeding Pidgey. Upon trying to talk to her you are instantly thrown into a battle where she has a team comprised entirely of level 100 early-route birds all holding leftovers

I love the implication that, as Larry is an "unpaid trainee", the dog is paid.

Reject the idea that there is such a thing as high art and low art!!! Read smut! Write horror! Watch low budget shorts! Listen to a local garage band!!!

Read challenging classics! Write poetry!!! Watch foreign films!! Listen to experimental music!!!!!! Let a thousand blossoms bloom motherfucker!!!!!

The OBSESSION with identity is so crazy like the view that when you do something it immediately becomes part of your identity and all the parts of you have to click together to become “person who wakes up early” or “person who reads” no you can literally just do something without restructuring your whole performance of personhood around it. I don’t know what to tell you except that you will never be able to have an entirely unfractured view of yourself or that you will be able to rationalize all the complex parts of yourself into the phrase “person who x” like you should just be doing things without performing them. Or aestheticizing them. Just try different things on and keep what works for you. Otherwise you will never learn and grow!

#let’s evolve with mama

evoking bertholt brecht’s “the way people cast a play!” quote as a spell against prescriptive, stereotypical, fatalistic typecasting