a ufo party

yesterday i rolled a joint and immediately lost it and my only comfort has been imagining it traveling chef boyardee style down the stairs and across the walkways to a stoner in greater need than myself

give yourself a sense of place and time. rotate your wardrobe when the weather changes. update your playlists every month. write down three things you did today. do it everyday. message your friends good morning. buy yourself different flavours of tea based on your mood, the packaging, the weather, your heart. save the little paper labels; stick them in your notebook until the inside cover is full of little colored tags. have it hot in the winter. have it cold in the summer. learn to make apple cider, raspberry cordial. spend the summer knitting a scarf for the colder months. spend the winter sewing loose flowy blouses for the summer. open the windows, five minutes a day if it's cold, all day if it's warm. give yourself a sense of place and time and weather.

everyone more pretentious than me is an insufferable poseur and everyone less pretentious than me is a clueless philistine

Love seeing little pawprints. So fucking magical. There was a little guy here.

pspspspsps poetry mutuals come here... new quiz... making you the patron saint of something...

This is the last social media platform where u can be ugly and in a foul mood

hey quick question would you have gone with me to the end? to the very fires of mordor?

The little mutual label that appears after your URL in my notifs are friendship bracelets to me btw