i'm just, fucking, tossing bikes in the river, bruh

Those who choose to blog give up a normal life for something more.

it is so funny how so much of the advice for the "can't form habits" disorder is "form a habit"

some kids came on the train and saw someone they knew hopping on yhe train at the next station. one of them goes "yo is that gay sam??" and im like ughhh. okay is that what we're doing. and then sam comes over and theyre like GAY SAM WHATS UPP and gay sam is like NOT MUCH IM GOODDD IM FRIED RIGHT NOWW and they were like classic sam. so. thats on me for assuming honestly

god the horrible urge to vague post is eating me alive but i must

someone wronged me once

thinking about when matt johnson said that a girl will fuck a guy with dogs because she secretly wants to fuck the dogs

specifically he said "she'll fuck the guy because she CAN'T fuck the dog" which is so typical of his fixation on unconsummated private desires but also what the fuck is wrong with him

i was rubbing shoulders with some of the greatest rpf minds of my generation <- what i'll be telling the carers at the nursing home in 50 years when they ask what tumblr was like