* dearest entropy, *

get in loser we’re living past the end of our myth

it's thousand yard stare summer

they should invent an enough that is enough

i can’t remember if i wrote this about ocd or money or buddhism or doom scrolling or self image or time or grief

sometimes I hear people talk about the supposedly universal reality that everyone on social media is using it to showcase their best moments and engage in wealth signaling and competitive purchasing, and I have to be like oh, you’re on a different side of the internet than I am, on my side everyone is crowdfunding for survival, posting about disability flare ups, processing scary interactions with cops/psychiatrists/bosses and eroticizing suicidal ideation

they should invent a cigarette that gives you vitamins and hrt and shit

TESTOSTEROEN CIGARETTE BEING SMOKED BY A BUTCH DYKE OUTSIDE THE BAR SHE SHOTGUN THR SMOKE INTO MYMOUTH I GET SO HARD I PASS OUT SMASH MY HEAD AND DIE

sorry that was meant for the tags

it’s okay. You’ve painted a beautiful and true picture

if you're having trouble sleeping the best you can do is put a bright object close to your face and look at it for at least 30 minutes. if that doesn't work you can close your eyes but make sure to think really hard about a bunch of bullshit

it must feel good as fuck to walk on the surface tension of water as a bug