drinking white wine in the sun

bitch this is all you’re gonna get. this life, this face, this body. you better not ‘maybe in another universe’ your way out of everything. sit your ass down and face this. go make tea and have a picnic and read a goddamn book. kiss your loved ones, send that damn text, and hug your siblings. this is all you’re gonna get.

AUDIO ON IM NOT KIDDING

"No one wants to work anymore." Damn right brother. If I could sit in a beautiful field for 40 hours every week of my singular precious life I would

They should make a "are you mad at me" that is taken neutrally and informationally every time and doesn't make everything worse when you ask it

I hope this photographer won a prize

coming out of my cage and i been doing just bad. going back in my cage because i like my cage

why yes I would actually love to play a convoluted board game at this chill drinking party that wasn’t advertised as a game night. Hey would it be ok if you whip it out after we’re all in four drinks? Yeah, just so none of our attention spans are at 100% and none of us would be cleared to drive a car or obey traffic laws. and would you mind explaining the rules in a very surly manner and appear subtly irate whenever someone’s attention strays from the game? yeah yeah and would it be ok if we played it on an abrasive carpeted floor too? thanks

i do think id look good as fuck after receiving an obviously lethal blow. like i feel id do a great job looking down at my body to see a gaping hole in it, making eye contact with you, saying “oh” very quietly before i keel over… stuff like that

it’s really enriching for me to dig through a bowl of vintage pins at an antique store with a constant fear of contracting tetanus

Do you ever get reminded of that one really intense longfic that you had every intention of writing and had meticulous notes and complicated outlines for but then something happened and you aren't in the fandom anymore and you still have the desire to write the fic but it's slightly hollow now because it's a good idea and you think it would have been a great fic but you haven't been in the fandom for literally years and you don't have that bit of passion for it that you did when you were writing it and have just a weird moment of nostalgia where you want to reread it but it never existed

get out of my house

yoou guys wont be laughing when i suddenly collapse unconscious and have to be taken to the hospital. then youll all see <- normal thought process to have while doing anything i dont want to

Bestie I can feel rejected by things you wouldn’t even think of