hating on silk, loving on snufkin hours

tragic: looking for reference images for drawing a specific body feature and noticing half the results are before shots for comsmetic correction surgery and weight loss services. i blow everytihng up forever?

the thing about being bullied for being weird as a kid is that even if you've always embraced being weird your brain is still always looking for the line where it's too much. you can be as proudly and intentionally weird as you want and you can love being weird but your mind is still convinced there's a point where you get too weird and people start treating you like a weird looking bug again. also it feels like you reach that point 500 times a day even if everyone you've spoken to today found you pleasant and likable and even if you're completely alone in your house with nobody looking at you at all.

I yet have to see any proof that this so-called “sex” is real and does in fact exist in our world to any tangible degree; and yet the stork exists and we can clearly observe it.

went to the beach ten minutes after an actual thunderstorm and got so cold i started coming up with a “fish” cover of creep by Radiohead which I was singing out loud over and over again. imagine me waist deep in the waves no feeling in my legs getting over a cold voice singing “i wish i was urchin. you’re so fucking urchin”

you can gain a reputation for being good with money by just being kind of boring. i don't like alcohol i don't like weed i don't go on dates i don't travel i don't try new food and ive been playing the same video games for 5 years. and my savings? heh. well i just bought a new jacket #my jacket.

it’s not possible to go to bed. it can’t be done

it's called the whether because it depends

only time i will endorse putting hypermodern memes/slang/references into historical adaptation stuff is with shakespeare. so many of his jokes are his contemporary equivalent of that anyway. he would have loved secret third thing. he would have loved counting or not counting gang violence