too sad and gay for this

walking into a museum and the little info cards by each artwork just says "credit to the artist!" "lmk if ur the artist and want me to tag u" "found this on pinterest :)"

meow btw. if you even care.

just bc i came when you went pspspsps doesnt mean i like you. Fucking idiot

but bro the self fulfilling prophie

think about the prophie bro

it's important to have bits that aren't good and also nobody likes and also aren't funny

god's greatest gifts to the world were transgenderism, big beverage, jerking off, and creating art

I have no friend object permanence. I'll never get mad you ghost me because it's like once you ain't there I'm too busy jacking off and eating chocolate and picking flowers to understand what happens when someone ain't there. I'm sorry that appalls you. I was raised by a family of transitory individuals who taught me that we are all our own poltergeists that fade in and out of the haunts we create for ourselves, and any permanent sort of connection between two poltergeists is but a brief spark across time, and to appreciate it you have to almost be completely unaware of this. And time is not even chronological so be it a month or fifty years I can't really see anything changing while it's occurring, and neither can I be expected to feasibly look back on it without changing the memory with my own observation. Also I have powerful "idiot connotations" from a head injury I received at near birth

bitch this is all you’re gonna get. this life, this face, this body. you better not ‘maybe in another universe’ your way out of everything. sit your ass down and face this. go make tea and have a picnic and read a goddamn book. kiss your loved ones, send that damn text, and hug your siblings. this is all you’re gonna get.

probably just gonna keep smoking my weed and not fighting any of the numerous battles life presents me