What a Grand and Intoxicating Innocence

not everything is getting worse. at least you don't hear high hopes by panic at the disco every day anymore

big fan of whatever the youth is doing to torment scientology buildings

“what’s the worst fruit” i hope you fucking die im strangling you what the hell is wrong with you. ‘the worst fruit’… has god not made all of these fruits in the same light???? cunt

Red Delicious Apples

May I someday gain the same level of succinct cutting vitriol criticism as the applerankings.

For a city to be walkable. It must also be sittable.

the people yearn for nonplastic fabrics

i am full of love and also fatigue

they should invent a body that feels normal to be inside of

this sucks im going to kill (remembers suicide jokes are bad for my mental health) the president of the United States. (end statement)

One of my favorite tropes is post apocalyptic towns being named after dilapidated signs with missing letters, like Novac (no vacancy) and Eaden (dead end). There’s something inexplicable about it

catch me in the city of fre shavaca do

Just came home from a dinner party with the friendgroup at which several people kept saying "Ask Pedro" or "Pedro will know" and I was terrified that they were referring to an AI like Claude but no, thank fuck, they were referring to a cardboard cutout of Pedro Pascal that someone left upstairs and who has been designated a kind of patron saint status in the household.