welcome to the storm, i am thunder

hey everybody i miss my dad and i miss my cat so here is a picture of my dad and my cat playing dragon age origins

ive talked about "childhood friends gone wrong" on here before right

there's probably already a name for this but it's a trope i coined for a very specific type of dynamic that im consistently obsessed with. give me two people who grew up together and played together and were each other's best friend and then Something Happened and now everything's fucked up but they're still friends. or they want to be at least. you look so different now and everything is so much more complicated now than when we played in your backyard but literally who else knows me better than you. who else could i ever call my best friend

im at the age where ive started checking the material composition of clothes

whos the blorbo you have the most merch of? it can be handmade or official or unofficial or ANYTHING just. merch

Maybe one reason time seems to speed up in adult life is because when your full time job leaves you roughly 5 hours of free time a day plus two days off a week your life turns into a sort of monotony that makes the days blend together and creative pursuits move in slow motion as you can only get to them when your other commitments are done.