Emono

wear rings on all your fingers. go to a pricey fancy restaurant and order the most expensive glass of whatever they have, clank all 5 fingers on it every time you pick it up. maybe even dual wield drinks, 10 clings. let them know you’re there.

Magnus Bane ghost wrote this

my brain, interrupting my daydream: this is poorly researched and the narrative is not compelling

Brain: “Do it again, take it from the top.”

the ‘big three’ of coping mechanisms are jerking off, fucking up your hair, and playing your favorite music real loud

and the hidden fourth coping mechanism: spending obscene amounts of money and drowning yourself in material items

God I was at that restaurant in Annapolis yesterday that serves those 4 lbs milkshakes and these two dudes were just finishing one together and people were asking them for tips and they were like “you have to get like mint chocolate chip or something because if there’s no texture it gets too boring to finish” and all I could keep thinking was that it can only be a matter of time before some god wipes this town off the map and we will have earned it with our disgusting hubris

Doable? Maybe

Listen. After the Burger Incident of 2016 I’ve learned to accept my fragile mortality and live within the boundaries set for humanity by the Universe.

I’m a little nervous but my curiosity is overwhelming~ what, pray tell, is the Burger incident of 2016?

Hubris

When you can’t decided between pride and gluttony so commit both sins at the same time.

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I don’t like the term “self care” bc its so removed from my personal experiences. When I buy soap or take luxurious baths or buy a new sweater or indulge in literally anything the only thing im doing is pretending to be the rich old lady from aristocats

someone understands

sarah paulson is the definition of a useless gay and i’m living for it and can relate