24/7 Soft Hours 😌

can grief stop hiding in the half smoked cigarettes my impoverished father would've farmed from the cracks in the sidewalk outside of a convenience store? the same half smoked cigarettes that eventually killed him of lung cancer? that he insisted on taking secret puffs of until he literally couldn't breathe anymore? it's an ironically cruel place for a fond memory to be

big life tips dont be neurodivergent dont be poor dont get in any sort of situation and dont let yourself need or crave

not getting good reports back on your progress with this guys

happy first day of pride everyone

I spoke too soon; forgot about this one

(Rolling over in bed and tucking my google doc's hair behind its ear) what did we get up to last night...

That German shorthair pointer is sure pointing.

tumblr is like an abandoned space station & you all are the thing in the vents

not me though. im girl with tanktop

can i be thing in the vents that mimics girl with tank top

money beyond ypur wildist dreams

one hundred and seventy dollars

I believe he is a girl but not anytime soon

I believe he is a girl but not anytime soon

Project Hail Mary has successfully got me back on Monsterfucker TikTok and honestly thank goodness, it feels like coming home to a warm blanket and cookies after being stuck in a traffic jam for 5 hours

Character duo where one *remembers I don’t like fitting characters into trope boxes* is a completely fleshed out and realised person *remembers treating characters as real people and not story devices written with intent is bad* who is written by the author and *remembers death of the author* uh. And *fumbles and drops my pile of queue cards* ah fuck wait no *the menacing horse* what was that.