dont talk me im sleeby

It is thursday morning. Visualize yourself as the marble, the chisel, and the untrained sculpter who just tried methamphetamine

nodding my head to show that i approve of all the shitty things this character has done because i'm a bad person

introducing the giant german shepherd to the cat has had me saying "if you don't stop i am going to let her kick your ass"

Yes

common advice for social anxiety is to tell yourself "people aren't going to think less of you just because you said something a bit daft" but the thing is. sometimes they will. and you just have to learn to be cool with that and to treat it as a dnd random encounter rather than letting it ruin your whole day

[pushing my glasses up with an air of unwarranted superiority and gesturing toward a painting without a minotaur] the Minotaur is implied.