heck yiss

nobody else doing it like me. particularly because the way i’m doing it is needlessly difficult

[image: the eye test (autorefractor) image of a small house in the distance surrounded by a bright green field and bright blue sky except the house is on fire]

once these 15 million different stressful situations resolve themselves I’m gonna be so normal again. I can be normal and not exhausted

no offense but check yes juliet kill the limbo i’ll keep tossin rocks at your window

My toxic trait is that no matter what I need three hours to myself at the end of the day to do absolutely nothing.

I was imagining "reverse creep radiohead" as a bit and now I can't stop thinking of "I wish you were special, I'm so fucking special" and laughing

I NEED A SICKO… im holding out for a sicko till the end of the night ..and hes gotta haha and hes gotta say yess at the window with a look of delight

Mountain goats coming back to aus is the only thing I've ever wanted from this life and it's happening

Follow up: it was goooood. And had a lot more saxophone solos than I anticipated

How's the dental?

you can have all the teeth you can carry