aesthetically, i'm not ready

They never had a chance

what happened in 1845?

That’s not the year, that’s his kill streak.

a family can be just me, my childhood trauma, and this 89 fl oz jug of orange juice that i'm drinking directly out of

to the prankster who put “the moon” as the address on their online pizza delivery order: thanks a whole dang lot. i was up there for like ten minutes just aimlesly waiting, ringing the doorbell, kicking moon rocks around

god today i ID’d an old dude buyin booze and he pulled out a fake ID with an elvis pic, then laughed and pulled out a matching one but with curly from three stooges on it, and im like okay please and he finally pulled out his real license and his legal name was steve sinner

that was the devil

adhd is deciding it’s time to bake a cake at half past eleven at night

adhd is also not noticing it’s already half past eleven until another few hours have gone by and it’s almost time to get up again