Memento Mori

to every girl whos blod, i mean blog, ive been a part of. thank you. and the virus is spreading. and the tigermen are spreading.

You probably thought today was a normal Thursday. Nooooope. Big Papa Huge Time actually.

I kind of miss the impulsivity that certain spaces used to allow. oh you want a hair cut today? hairdresser in the corner can fit you in before her 2 o’clock. tattoo of a cobra… sure leg or arm? even concerts, back when you could go to the box office thirty mins before any show. not saying these things don’t exist at all, but everything feels booked five months in advance and 10x more expensive

auto immune disorders happen when the immune system ignores regulatory factors and begins attacking healthy bodily tissues, due to what scientists refer to as "sheer love of the game"

im developing cataracts in my right eye and ill be getting surgery for it on sunday so art might be paused for a bit next week ...

that's okay. you dont need to do that actually

i’m on that weird shit. i’m jacking odd. disturbating. creeping my meat

i would trust weird al with my drink at a party. granted he may put one of those capsules that expands into a sponge animal in it,

these relationships are always increasing numbers as well. so obviously we need six eleven to mean somethimg

imagine if that's the date it finally happens

Nature is incredible, you can really see just at a quick glance how these evolved to speak together in rhyming riddles while performing a spooky dance, laughing at you because they're The Wee Creatures Three and you will Never Get Their Key.

foot to head ratio off the charts

there are literally worse things than being in a saw trap like for instance openly expressing that you have wants and needs and are a real person