Just sum git

Maybe the real Curse of Strahd was the abhorrent rolls we made along the way

The absolutely mystifying aura surrounding theatre props/clothing... Who did it originally belong to? who wore it before me? how and when did it end up in some dark closet?

Imagining yourself as a guest on a talkshow > therapy

Buying several packets of noodles to turn into a “I’m hungry and there’s nothing in the fridge but it’s 3AM and literally no store is open to cater to the ever shifting sleeping times of a gremlin such as myself” -stash has become one of the best decisions of my adult life.

You know you’re bored as fuck when trying a different program on the dishwasher is new and exciting

I saw a post on some social media site saying something about how being too big for condoms is bullshit because you can stretch one over your head or leg or whatever. And while I do get where they’re coming from, I would just like to say that I can smash a window with my forehead but not with my dick.

Don’t you just fucking hate it when a show makes you question yourself as a person? Every thought, every deed, even the religion you choose to partake in? Like, fam, I’m here to escape the bullshit that’s going on in the world not to contemplate my existence.