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hey don’t cry. trees grow out of the ground.

the night sky has sparkles on it

the creatures live in the grass.

They need to invent a job where I don't have to wake up or go to it

the real danger of spending too much time with friends is you stumble out of ten days of happiness and good food like oh my god THAT was real life. my job means NOTHING

“Fuck you and the horse you rode in on” Okay it’s fine to hate me or whatever but you do understand the horse is not a part of this right. Like he’s only here because I got on his back and steered him here. I treat him exceptionally well but if he saw anything slightly strange he would run into the woods and forget about me forever. Take it back.

yeah, that's The Stoker

And there's always the white guy who tries to RUIN THE FIRE! IM TALKING ABOUT YOU JAMES! FUCK YOU!

yupppppp fuck that bitch lets kill him

Last summer I was on a very expedited acid come up at a music festival and my entirely unaware mother thousands of miles away was at costco and texted me incredulous at how they already had halloween stuff out for sale in the summer but all I saw was a message preview of a giant 10 foot tall skeleton with glowing eyes and "can u believe it??"

Daily reminder that we do not actually live in a dystopian movie put the apocalypse down and back away slowly. You know when your cleaning a room and you pull everything out of it's draws to sort through it and you're like "what the fuck have I done I'm never going to be able to tidy all of this" I think that's the stage we're at in the world. Thanks to social media we've pulled out all the messed up shit from the cupboards of the world, it was always there but now we can see it and we're going to have to sort it all out we made this mess and we can fix it. Falling to the floor sobbing will not clean a crusty room. A group of people working systematically (preferably with music in the background) will.

I'd call it that too if it happened to me

honestly i dont need therapy i need a machine to go into my body and manually stretch all my muscles and crack all my joints and then i need the machine to go into my brain and deep clean it with soapy hot water

Not to vagueblog but some of you are definitely the sweetest souls and I think of you fondly

why have to wait a whole year to celebrate a new beginning when everyday is new and is bringing something new and perhaps unexpected… when you can always go to sleep and wake up to a sunrise you’ve never seen before… i think we should start celebrating new days. happy new day!