Its good that i have a blog now cuz I used to write all this bullshit down physically in a diary and my mom found mine and read it when i was 15 and i got in so much trouble cuz i drew goku with a boner so foreboding frightening it cleaved his jorts clean in half down the crotch seam and she threw it in a dumpster but then i crawled inside and retrieved it in the dark of night to preserve the archives of my mind but I lost it the very next day cuz i dropped it into the wave pool at Wild Wild n Wet (waterpark). Nowadays relying on digital spaces we have no guarantee of our eras information being preserved for futture generations tho and as the lights go out The silence will be suffocating and we will all be boner goku at the bottom of the wave pool at Wild Wild and Wet lowkey so u might as well start an nsfw twitter with ur government name and credit card info in bio tbh

the amount of breathing room you gave my post in the speech bubble is fucking with me interior design feng shui style

vote me for president i will make every character aromatic

i had a bizarre dream last night that i was a kid at a sleepover having an awful time and crying and one of the other kids was like “ill get my dad maybe he can help” and their dad came in and he was David Lynch and David Lynch took me to his office and was like “ARE YOU HAVING A BAD TIME? I HAVE A BAD TIME TOO SOMETIMES, BUT IT ALWAYS GETS BETTER AFTER A WHILE”

it was funny when i woke up but now im kinda crying idk.