musing.

ok that's enough summer, we can head into autumn now

[guy whose bedtime is approaching fast] I need to write one billion words right now. and draw everything that has ever existed.

in chess the queens can kill each other which is toxic yuri and the kings can never get within a square of each other which is doomed yaoi

my 5 year plan is to get back my joy

i would like to officially thank sesame for its seeds, its oil, and of course its street

no i dont want to ‘ask chatgpt’ i want to go to a wikipedia page and spend half an hour reading an article like a real person

"do it scared" this "do it tired" that. well no one ever talks about the fucking insurmountable "do it with greasy hair"

the thing is dead poets society is that serious

like people died gay robert sean leonard died and gay ethan hawke and gay robin williams had to grieve him

haven't been seizing the day enough lately. in fact i think the day is seizing me

Nothing slapped my shit back into place like someone pointing out that the "genius gifted child with so much potential who got burnout and mental illness" is just the nerd equivalent to the jock "could have been a pro at sportsball if it wasn't for the injury".

when i first heard about the male loneliness epidemic i was like oh yeah close camaraderie and bonding between men is often discouraged in favor of competition or, if not discouraged, at least filtered through a lens of individualism that precludes deep connections. and then i learned what people meant by it (men arent getting laid) to which i say skill issue