the storm, the whirlwind, the earthquake

im so sorry i never participated in the reblog game you tagged me in i love you very much im just so tired

thinking bout 2019 and how i took her for granted

things will work out + it’s still early + not everything is lost + trees

i recently had a thought. which, as you can imagine, was stressful

i hope all the strangers i've ever been temporarily allied with over us being collectively fucked over by public transport are doing well

i haven’t been real for a few days thinking about becoming real again soon though

I’m thinking of Beginning it all

I live a very balanced life of noticing things nobody else does and not noticing the things that literally everybody notices

Imagine the level of whimsy I could reach if I just had $5M in my bank account rn

Hey sorry I didn't talk to you for over a week time keeps moving too fast

rummaging for an earl grey teabag like its a cigarette