this elegy would love to save everything

*takes a bite of my cigarette*...... heh. the character...... *walks into a small puddle but it swallows me up like the ocean* *i am found dead years later in maine*

Hate how lighting a candle does wonders to my mood. Like wowwww. Grug like fire? Grug not sad anymore because Fire in Cave? Wow. Real predictable of Grug.

Hate how lighting a candle does wonders to my mood. Like wowwww. Grug like fire? Grug not sad anymore because Fire in Cave? Wow. Real predictable of Grug.

Craving attention but like high quality attention like vip attention

worry about it kitten daddy fucked up

don't worry kitten daddy got it

start worrying kitten daddy fucked up

Update; my fluffy 25 pound dickhead of a Maine coon mix Disapproves Strongly of the child locks on the food door. Loudly. Is now attempting to figure out how to work a child lock with his enormous crime paws.

the problem with used books is that they are, individually, very cheap, so buying many of them feels affordable. but the math maths even when you aren't looking.

we bought a shirt at a thrift store that says "best mom in louisiana" for some reason (as a reminder we are in midwest germany) and now my spouse keeps walking around the house wearing it and saying shit like "WHO STANDS BEFORE THE GREATEST MOM OF LOUISIANA?"

Id like to welcome you all to tuesday

What matters in life is tagging posts as your ocs

liking a ship but disliking the distinct set of stock fanon that they have been assigned is like one of those punishments dante came up with when he wrote the worldbuilding for hell in inferno

I always assume the train will be so boring and I bring seven things to do but then I'm entranced by the wonderful window the entire time

having a cat is amazing. you get to share a flat with one of nature's most efficient apex predators. it sleeps 16 hours a day, cleans itself fastidiously and likes to chill under the sink. you gotta feed it so you don't believe the hype about it being a natural born killer until it kills a fly in front of you and extends it as an offering. it likes chin scritches.

dont store a knife with the point facing down, it damages the blade. no, dont do that either. when you store it with the point facing up you might accidentally hurt yourself when you try to grab it. dont store a knife at all actually. your blade must never leave your hand, always ready, ruthless and waiting. you know deep down that ever since you learned the stench of blood you will never be able to cast it aside. or just get a sheath for it i guess.