Que, The Great

so ive been thinking again and it's not going great

having a best friend who meets your level of freak is unmatched. you present them with the most unhinged, deeply buried thought from the depths of your psyche and instead of blinking blankly they just go "oh absolutely"—and I think that mutual brain rot like that is the highest form of intimacy actually.

there's a special place in my heart for people who made an effort to be my friend regardless of how quiet or distant i can get at times

i just feel strongly that work shouldnt be the Main Activity of five days out of the week

A lot of people have the wrong idea about me and I have no desire to clear shit up.

“who got you smiling like that” weed bro, I’m high as fuck