hm.

*pointing to your political protégé* you know that thing would eat you if you died, right?

thinking about jacques and quigley again and jacques searching frantically for the baudelaires researching information of their whereabouts worried about their safety so focused that quigley was basically left to his own devices for the most part …….. but also in a somewhat vfd apprenticeship style way even if not an official one, giving him fragments of information…….. and then jacques went to the village of fowl devotees and was killed by e&o ……. and quigley was on his own again

everyone on the block hates me because I have to take my pet loose sheet of aluminum siding on a walk every day at 3am

not only is it not friday it’s not even thursday. or wednesday

yall ever just yearn? ever get filled with the most profound sense of longing for something you cant understand? yall ever crave? ever have an unexplainable ache?

[sitting completely still in my own bed] this world is gutting me like a fish

children are so fucking funny man. i just overheard a kid go “i just learned a new way to pinch, wanna see it? it hurts a lot more!” followed by a loud, notably pained scream

guess my favorite rene descartes quote

who give a shit.