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my monk roommate who has taken up a religious vow of silence and has left it unclear on what religion he’s actually following and won’t tell me when i ask because of the aforementioned vow of silence:

my other roommate that is a corpse we tried to steal the wallet of once to pay the rent but has since materialized in the center of our living room and won’t go away no matter how many times we throw it in the dumpster but at least it pays rent on time:

the collection of china dolls that wander around the apartment and stare wordlessly at me with their glass eyes until i get migraines and don’t even pay rent:

me: okay. i’ll probably turn on a movie or whatever. dracula 1931 okay with u guys?

monk roommate: 👎

me: cmon dude we’ve watched la la land every night for the past week can’t we watch something else

monk roommate: 🖕

me: jesus whatever i’m going back to my room, watch whatever you want

china doll: 👁️👁️

Andy Goldsworthy Touching North, North Pole, 1989 /