cultivating cuteness

i cannot get mad at myself for not being good at answering texts and dms n emails n returning phone calls when i know in my heart that human beings were never meant to receive this much correspondence. even half as much would make you a busy person. like its ridiculous what we’re all doing to each other. smash your phones

The burger

More i Grow my body Stonger. More i Learn my head gets Longer. More i Eat my belly Bouncing… More i Fight my foes i’m Trouncing.

More i Sing my voice gets Louder… More i Boast my pride gets Prouder… More i Run my speed gets Upper… What about you Mother Fucker…

normally this is when people reblog posts like this and say something like “i was on so much painkillers when i made this” but that doesn’t apply here. i was completely lucid when i made this. i can remember writing this phenomenal post with crystal clarity. for me, it was typical. i could do this kind of thing every day if i wished to.

Who else #GoopedUp tonight!