Celastrina Ladon

hey man. i didn't see you at the ambient red lighting and horse store. you ok man?

This is the kind of post that is baffling until you see the next post and it’s a store with a horse in it but everything’s red. except. there is no second post

smoking weed with my tits out hell yeah

people really underestimate the importance of mastering that bottom right. quitting things is a skill! it can improve your life and open up new opportunities! add it to your arsenal today

Holy shit that's so cool

Finally “do you love the colour of the sky” got compressed for our convenience

This is now my favorite photo

*through gritted teeth* you are not a child taking a test with the purpose of getting the highest score, you are an adult trying new things and finding ways to enjoy your life, make mistakes, be a beginner, be mediocre, be where you need to be, be unlikeable, just. be.

“I will erupt, feral, from the cardigan screaming, pounce over the counter and eat the entire five kilograms of cheese”

“we’re sending in the least threatening among us”

finished hannah gadsby’s memoir and she has a whole section on what she calls her wilderness years— that decade or so of time where she tried to muddle through one day to the next in a state of near total isolation and how her particular flavor of post traumatic attention deficit autism spectrum comorbidities slowly wrangled her into living in squalor while she drowned in shame she had no ability to understand compassionately and I was like oh yeah that’s age 21-28 all right.

[ID: quote: these years were the most precarious of my life, and i need not have survived them. i want to be sure that you understand that. end ID]

I think a pivotal moment in my education as a horror writer was when I posted this and person after person reacted to my (random, arbitrary, not factual) metric of age 28 marking the end of such a period in one’s life with “oh, thank god. I don’t have to do anything. It’s going to stop by itself when I turn 28 🙂”