The Emperor Protects

"It's okay, Wyll. We're gonna find you a new dad. A better dad."

had a bad low blood pressure moment last night and messily asked my partner for saltines and water before realizing i should probably ask for the Blood Pressure Medication I Need To Take. while they went to go grab it though i still had water and crackers so in a daze i took a swig of water but didnt swallow and then tried to cram 2 saltines in my mouth. full of water. in bed. with mouth full of water

the thing about having snacks is if you buy any snack you’d think that’d be enough. but no. if you don’t have the right kind of snack when you want a snack then you’re fucked

just because someone can articulate their point better doesn’t make them right, it makes them articulated. 

and you aren’t stupid for having trouble articulating yourself.

you can pry starting sentences with 'and' or 'but' out of my cold, dead hands

anyone else absolutely guzzling the shit out of some wadder? a fucking boddle of wadder?

You’re not depressed. You just need $250,000 in your bank account.

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