Dammit i thought it was saturday forever

man i just dont know why im so afraid all the time (<- has the disorder that makes you afraid all the time)

you literally have to unironically listen to some shit like party rock anthem so you don’t kill yourself

I need to look at a body of water. immediately

Normal groceries like milk or bread or whatever running out is whatever. Just anotha day. But when stuff like salt or cooking oil or rice runs out it feels like You’re supposed to be here for me and you’re leaving. You’re just like everyone else

holy shit have you evver tried this new substance called album in order

I don't care if Mike is hard and don't call me lemonade

honestly im not even waiting for that green light and i dont even want it

you don’t realize how important lunch is until you’re wandering around thinking about how unloveable and untalented and uniquely cursed you are and then it’s 4pm and you finally eat lunch and you go Oh. oh right.