Mykie

i could be your pet rock. id be very good at it

ive had some time to think and honestly i dont think id be a very good pet rock. i dont know what i was thinking. theres too much anger in me

my friend's puppy has baffling levels of attitude for someone who's only been around for a handful of months. he understands concepts like deceit and civil disobedience and other things i didn't fully grasp until well into my 20s. this guy doesn't even know the seasons loop yet. he's probably like okay spring. what's next. some other new bullshit i bet

Why did 4 months of this year go by in like a week

Where am I

Maybe if I just work harder, this empty cup will pour again

Maybe the cup needs a bit of time to rest and refill?

Maybe the cup needs to lock the fuck in???

u can be boiling alive in your mind for months and then on a random tuesday ur head gets so clear and life is worth living again and you're like damn what was all that about then

sleep is stolen time. don't let them take it from you anymore. tonight. we are staying up. til one billion o clock.

i really dont wanna use bsky if this website dies so reblog this to sign up for my newsletter where I'll write everything i would have posted by hand and have it sent to you by carrier pidgeon once fortnightly.

alternatively if we were mutuals i can ask my mum to ask your mum if we can have a sleepover and we can watch bionicle ive got it on dvd

i think it's beautiful that cats eat you if you die in your apartment and nobody finds you for a while. i don't know why it's used as anti-kitty cat propaganda as if eating you means they don't love u. if i died and no one found me for a while i would want my kitty cat to eat me bc i love her so much and i don't want her to starve. it's not her fault i'm too dead to give her her fancy feasts. she's going thru something scary ok. i don't know a single cat owner who doesn't feel the same way

we fucked up

I will lock in tomorrow like nobody has ever locked in before

I both want to experience everything life has to offer and never leave my house ever again

the joy of working with middle school aged children is that, regardless of how long you've been doing it, they will always find novel ways to annoy and confuse you, which is okay because that's the natural state of the middle school aged child. anyway suffice it to say that for the past three weeks of school my 6th grade class has been greeting me at my door by lining up outside of it, playing the national anthem, and saluting me as i walk in.

just saw someone say “shane doesn’t know he’s autistic so ilya doesn’t know either”. y’all. come on. he might not KNOW the word for it but that man is googling “why boyfriend cry when touching velvet” “why boyfriend gag at mushy texture” “boyfriend can’t keep things out of his mouth like toddler” EVENTUALLY he stumbles upon the right combo of words to get “autism explained” search results

dead tired today so I grabbed a coffee from the gas station & the guy greeted me by trying to say “is that everything “ but fumbled and said “e ga thebythin” and me trying to say “yeah” or “yup” just went “YIP!” in response. No survivors