ever restless

It's been 5 years.

having a cat is so miraculous. this little guy wants to sleep in my bed with me and purr on my chest. it’s his favorite hobby. no one told him to do that he just Loves His Mommy

nevermind he’s extremely naughty and has terrorized multiple people this morning

#she was watching the penguins with what I will anthropomorphically project as skepticism

since ive regularly needed these reminders over the past month or so since i quit: not working is completely morally neutral. everyone deserves respect and dignity regardless of employment status. ones ability to work should not determine their worth etc etc. i love my unemployed baddies

haha i like you. I’ll be growing on you like moss now if that’s alright

there is always some fucking laundry and dust and some other shit

capitalism will never steal the passion i have for doing fuck all from me

my five year plan? read a lot of books. visit museums. walk through woods. stand in a river. adopt a little kitty. drink lemonade while sitting in a rocking chair on my porch.

i love the whole world violently. and i dont want to go to work

fuck therapy i wanna beat the shit out of someone

"the time will pass anyways" has truly rocked me to my core since reading it and changed my life.

As a person who grew up at the foot of the mountains I will never ever ever understand plains and prarie dwellers that shit is insane. If you have no forests and caves then where do you hide from God