fluorescent socks

“…okay. uuuuuuuuhhhh”

the women in my bluetooth headphones sounds mad at me :(

one of the saddest things is when someone in your family tells you you would've loved someone who died before you were born. like my mother has told me & my best friend that we would have loved talking to her father. that me & my brothers have the same humor as our late uncle & even look like him. everyone is everywhere & nowhere & here & gone & dying & coming back. it's as though you know them through their shadow or their ghost or your own actions, but you won't ever really know. haunts me, i guess

You will not use AI to get ideas for your story. You will lie on the floor and have wretched visions like god intended