Where is your red scarf?

anyway thanks for thinking about our blorbos together another year it’s been a pleasure and a horror

worrying is like worshipping the problem

and brother i’m on my knees

some of the kindest people you’ll ever meet are blogging about blood and guts at 10 in the morning

come over and form a strange connection wth me

A woman touched me and well

Needless to say I threw up

the spirit is willing but the flesh is experiencing technical difficulties

"I'm looking respectfully" well can you look at me like you're dying of a fever. like you're delirious and it hurts. like you're fighting desperately for your life.

can someone hire me as a lighthouse keeper. my grip on reality is soooo stable and i will behave so normally under conditions of extreme isolation. and i promise i wont try to fuck the light