the sun-filled god of love

(no beers in) So how do you perceive me in the privacy of your thoughts

uhh my two cents are fucking each other

you're telling me this hole is significant to the plot?

i make decisions n then i’m like . is this even what i Want

The X-Files from The Lone Gunmen's perspective really is too good. Your leftist trans polycule is hacking and trying to find out and leak government secrets and whistleblow atrocities, and one of your best friends is an FBI agent but he's literally insane and keeps doing insane stuff but then they just let him keep being an FBI agent forever and you're starting to wonder if the government is even competent enough to be doing all of these evil conspiracies at all because why is this man still an FBI agent and why is his partner the most beautiful woman you've ever seen and why are they in a slow burn lesbian relationship and you probably shouldn't tell your friend about your home-brew HRT operation but honestly that might be the only thing that could help her.

all my haters become cicaders when i enter the summer of success

I'm going to fix everything in the next three hours everyone wish me luck. if i dont then probably ill dig a hole and lie down in it for a bit in the rain/sun/whatever outside looks like these days

the hole isnt even that bad

"why do you keep calling things you find beautiful, inexplicable, and unsettling angels" i'm just doing what british wartime radar technicians did first

rpf actually stands for red pepper flakes