no more discourse everybody shut the fuck up and eat some bread

-Jesus at the last supper

who would name their kid zoey 101 

do you ever just crave domesticity? to coming home to a partner, meld into them like you do your bed after a long day, soak your mind in the serenity of theirs like a warm bath to soothe the knots in your body, wrap yourself in their warmth and just fucking sigh from pure comfort

therapist: how are you? me: fine how are you

me being ignored (now that i am mature): this is fine i suppose

this is a lie im on the verge of tears

The beginning.

Too depressed to be awake? Not depressed enough for a Depression Nap™? Welcome to Existential Crisis Wrapped in Blanket!

Raise your hand if you have ever felt personally victimized by this post

THIS.

Did everyone just…. forget how to create, all of a sudden? Disney pumping out the fourth remake in a row? Movies are like 70% sequels? Stories in games being just bad if they exist at all? Haven’t had a book get hyped in like half a decade? Are we okay? What’s going on?

where do you get the talent thing

My sister and my dog are the only valid members of my family. The roomba is valid too, I guess, but its on thin fucking ice.

What did the roomba do?

Tried to eat my fucking sock