pistolet galactique

once I snorted a fat line of nuance and everything started depending. watch out

kinda nervous about something. don’t know what it is yet

"i ate too many cookies" is truly an ageless problem. an unlearnable lesson.

you know those studies showing that cursing helps with pain tolerance or whatever. that’s how i feel about making my weird little noises to get through my basic daily activities. sometimes you just have to go hggblaaaah for a minute so you can find the strength within yourself to get up or wash the dishes or send an email. mmmnneh. urgh. the torments are unending but you can always make some little sounds about it.

99% of fanfiction is absolute dogshit bathwater and that’s beautiful, I love that, I love that the barrier for entry is nonexistent, I love that anyone can do it, I love all the badly written porn, I love that it’s just creation for creation’s sake, I love it. Except when it’s something I’m into. When it’s something I’m into, then I’m gonna need everyone to step it up.

*turns my attention inwards* mmmmm. no *turns my attention back outwards* oh god

Forgot to close a parenthesis and now spirits enter me like a waterslide

I need my weird alone time or I will explode

sources are saying ohhhhhhhhh brother