welcome 2 the circus

If I was wealthy I’d get weird surgery recreationally and spend five grand on six academic texts per week and have a fancy office that’s only for sucking dick and smoking and wear fabrics made of evil and I’d have two personal trainers that I double book so they have to compete for my attention and I’d smell obscure and irresistible and I’d have machine guns and a sculptor that I fund who lives in the woods and is not allowed to leave but gets whatever they want brought to them because the art is just that important and I’m not allowed to see it until it’s done and also theyre dying

at the end of the day its about making ur life as lesbian as possible

yeah i just love it when a character is in an inescapable torment nexus for a huge portion of their life and it defines every aspect of their existence forever. also whats cptsd

dont worry everyone i will save us all at some point

actually its really sad we cant do inconsequential cartoon violence to eachother its not fair me and my friends cant throw bombs at eachother and put eachother through a giant cheese grater and toss eachother off cliffs

we need to get nerf guns and big inflatable mallets right now its all we fucking have