Tentative Thoughts

your honour, i do not have to be good. i do not have to walk on my knees for a hundred miles through the desert repenting. i only have to let the soft animal of my body love what it loves.

U literally cannot save your mother like it cant be done

i have a croissant related grievance

the entire appeal of the croissant is that it is a layered pastry item. it has a light flaky texture. the layers are in there specifically to create a fluffy, airy eating experience. that's the intention of the lamination process. having so many layers of butter and thin pastry dough make the croissant puff up when it's baked so that when you bite into it the pastry has a texture similar to puff pastry. the entire point is to fill the pastry with air. therefore any trendy hybrid variant of the croissant such the "cruffin" or the "cronut" or the worst offender of all the "croffle" which involve jamming the unbaked croissant or compressing it into a flat shape completely betray croissant as it was originally intended. they defeat the nature of the croissant by forcing it into something it was never meant to be, removing the unique core of its identity, killing its appeal and thus its entire reason for being. now am i saying you can't enjoy a cronut or croffle? of course i would not say this. you can enjoy any pastry you want to enjoy because it's your time on earth. i want you to enjoy your croffle. you should enjoy your croffle. also, you can commit any sin you like and i can't stop you nor do i want to. i won't hear your arguments because you don't need to convince me. but you must understand, as you eat it, that the croffle should not exist. it is a mistake. it is an insult not only to the croissant but to me as an individual. i am not french

This reads as someone with a strong moral code (people should be free to experience joy without arbitrary regulation, you don’t have to like what other people like but your discomfort is your own problem) trying to maintain their faith in a time of hardship (they keep doing weird shit to croissants)

ill be so honest this read of my character in such a fraught croissanted context has me tearing up with the raw joy of being seen

U literally cannot save your mother like it cant be done

My cousin Throckmorton died?????

So like an hour ago I just lear🪨︵︵ned that— what the fuck was that. Someone just skipped a rock across my post did you see that

i would like to officially thank sesame for its seeds, its oil, and of course its street

I moved everything in the universe 5 ft to the left a few years ago and nobody noticed

Danku lesbiennes!

one must imagine sisyphus a little aroused by pushing the boulder

Getting his rocks off, if you will.

It's just me and the gay people in my phone against the world