CRANBERRY SAUCE

as an active agent of miles kane propaganda: beware that i WILL psychologically and unethically manipulate you into fawning over this man

feeling like multicolor lollipop propeller hat dog in the way that i approach life in a ‘nothing is real and none of this matters because we’re conscious in an infinity’ type of manner but also feeling like the ‘hate people who laugh’ post because i do not believe that i am healthy. nor living nor surviving in a meaningful way.

aimlessly skitters and side slides onto your dash . strains and hatches a sucky post. acts scared and skedaddles hurriedly through the way i entered

where is the instantaneous explosion lever on this……………………………… vessel………………

finding my peace in this shoulder pain. and other shoulder pain. and back pain. and core aches. and bicep aches. and so on .and so forth .

2026 and still challenged by the registration of how peculiarly and openly sensual their interactions were

i’ve been feeling like some walking rotting pile of mystery sludge lately and there’s a powerful evil snail in my ear that’s been corrupting me telling me that i should watch merlin. if i had the strength or the pride i’d ask in poll format but is it worth it?

yes yes i may be present in the stretching span of infinity yes yes that doesn’t stop me from inspecting the immediate and looming finite…..

you need to always be in a winter state of mind so as to be perpetually fastened for the LESS intimidating ‘happening’

nothing says mother duck and her ducklings like two guys and their producer who can’t stand them