Word salad farm

don’t abandon joy because it is brief. don’t commit to solitude because happiness is fleeting. it’s okay that good things do not last forever. it’s okay to simply enjoy a thing for as long as you have it.

My longhouse is perfectly constructed. Every morning when I wake up in bed at the far end of my longhouse, I say my syllable. Then I spend all day sitting in bed. By sunset my syllable has traveled to the other end of my longhouse and back, and as it smacks me in the head, I fall asleep. My longhouse is perfectly constructed.

used the bathroom the other day during play intermission but the line was blocking the hand dryers so i just left w my wet wet hands and as i returned to my seat an old man dropped his cane into the aisle and i bent down to grab it and got my wet wet hands all over the cane and i handed his wet wet cane back to him and i said its wet

The really weird autistic sweet spot where you just say things you think and people find you super funny

the sewing machine is a delicate breed of horse

update: i’ve made it through the user manual and have sewn myself a cravat. the sewing machine is a delicate breed of horse with anger in its motion and spite in its heart.

the sewing machine is a delicate breed of horse

update: i’ve made it through the user manual and have sewn myself a cravat. the sewing machine is a delicate breed of horse with anger in its motion and spite in its heart.

Please stop he is drowning…..

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