real jester shit

[no beers in] do you think im ever going to belong somewhere

[yet to even pack the bowl] do you think it'll last

Everything I read about recovering from burnout is like “it takes months or even years to fully recover” and it’s like okay…. I have a weekend before I gotta clock in on Monday

hey...the failed trump assassination made me think about how I missed my shot with you and how I haven't been right in the head ever since. hope you're doing okay

i went at not writing island and saw all of you there

my sister’s bf referred to eating cheese as “mousing out” and i’m so utterly charmed by that. can we all agree to adopt that into language.

hate it when you see something in media that has great kink potential so you skedoodle post-haste to ao3 only to discover there's none fic left beef and then you have to sit there going oh I see I'M the pervert weirdo I'M the problem with society and everyone else in the world is going to heaven with a hundred innocence dollars preloaded onto their ole fashioned wholesome funtimes themepark fast pass card like fuckin oath man