you are not a robot

my mother is playing pikmin and yelling at them in the exact tone of voice she uses for me and my siblings so we go into fight or flight every time. we thought initially that this meant she regarded the pikmin as akin to her children, but I now fear she’s always viewed us as pikmin

harsh words from one of the muppet babies

i feel like there is a sleep in me that needs to be slept but each time i sleep i don't sleep that sleep

nobody numa numas like they used to

(wistfully) mai-ia-hee... mai-ia- hoo....

(guy who's not getting anything done voice) I need to learn every skill and all information

there is always some fucking laundry and dust and some other shit

the part of adulthood that no one ever warns you about is the amount of surfaces you need to acquire to put your things and trinkets on