secret gardens, lunar valleys

happy Barely Keeping It Together Wednesday to all who celebrate

Listen, I know we all very badly want the Official Mitch McConnell Crab Rave (and I still think we have a good chance of getting it), but you gotta admit, the sheer comedic value of ravenously hungering for Mitch Crab Rave for weeks, only for Lindsey Graham to pull a Big Diva Moment (TM) and die instead, was absolutely /chefs kiss/ incredible.

maybe I’m greedy but I don’t want the tumblr sexyman poll to kill mitch mcconnell he’s already on the way out. I think we can dream bigger. what if it kills him

*goes to Coachella in a white linen suit like an antebellum lawyer, sweating profusely and dabbing at my forehead with a handkerchief* now, I’m no fancy scientist, but would you folk know where a simple gentleman such as myself could obtain some acid? Now, I’m no big city lawyer, but could any of you fine youths point a country boy such as myself in the direction of some fucking acid?

Makes a typo, goes to edit it, but someoe already reblogged it so the damage to my reputation is permanent and unavoidable.

i love when my mutuals are mutuals with each other #myecosystem #myenclosure

evil john lennon: you may say i'm a schemer