Psar's Something or Other

every year around late may, without fail, this post starts getting notes again . and my little wet raw chicken breast of a brain gets puzzled. because i forget that summer is , in fact. a yearly event

dude, this is really scary, and liminal as well. It's like the bathrooms

oh fuck it, i'm not driving. put whipped cream on those strawberries.

It's nice that loud noises don't stick to clothes like smells do. That would be really bad if they did.

I apologize to everyone whose grammar I ever corrected before I learned not to be a tool.

your forgiven.

You’re… really sweet to do that. Thanks.

When youre a kid youre like wtf adults are making themselves sick with poisons and when youre an adult youre like i need more poisons ASAP

i went into the tattoo parlor and i was like ‘i scheduled a piercing’ and they were like ‘piercing’s are upstairs’ so i went up the stairs and there was a barber shop and i said i’d scheduled a piercing and they said ‘upstairs’ so i went up the stairs and there was a second tattoo shop and it was rly classic trad with two cartoon buff guys and they didn’t even let me talk, they said, ‘upstairs’ before i asked and then i went to the fourth floor and it was one single room the size of a closet with the piercer and the apprentice in the doorway like 👫🙂🙂