Leave me to decompose in the woods

ever since i was a little girl i knew i wanted to disappear at sea

i miss my beautiful wife joann fabrics it feels as if eons have passed since i last saw her. this guy michael keeps waving her visage in front of me and saying she’s living in his house but he is lying to me. i know this because i went into his house and found only fragments and memories of my beautiful wife joann and pictures of her shadowed face labeled “online only”. michael won’t even let me order swatches from him

one of the main things that struck me with yesteryear was how even the “real 1800s pioneer living” was being supported by natalie’s sons buying food from the grocery store and bringing it to them. that she was taking modern medication, which was behind her “good days”. that part of it was very well done

if the loch ness monster is ever proven to be real i’m throwing a huge party and im gonna get Fucked Up

I think dudes who say shit like “I couldn’t love a child that wasn’t mine” shouldn’t have kids

“I could never be a stepdad because I could never love another man’s child” another man’s child? not your hypothetical wife’s child? you look at a kid and see another man’s fuck trophy instead of seeing a human being? I’m not sure you could successfully be a parent to your own biological child

cant wait to go home so i can go be horizontal. all this vertical stuff sucks