death to the IDF

sleep is not normal to want and impossible to achieve

sitting next to a beautiful butch with a flip phone. i am not immune.

in football no ones ever verifiably scored a goal. it’s all alleged. folklore some would say

allright lets roast some butternut in the oven

i cut up butternut, potato and onion and put it all together in a casserole. added some crumbled tofu and a marinade of gochujang, tamarind, soy sauce and coriander powder. now just leaving it in the oven for a bit.

I'm emailing you a refreshing spring breeze

That post-match clip of Oscar and Antonio frolicking on the pitch, rolling around in a patch of sunlight, laughing and giggling and quite literally kicking their feet, hugging and holding onto each other, all while very much not caring about Martin sobbing right next to them, has changed my brain chemistry. I can't stop thinking about them.