I'll be here until the end.

You're named Chilchuck Tims the fifth after your great^8 grandfather and your Immortal Aunt Marcille loves you just fine but sometimes when she says your name you know she meant his.

a hometown is a type of dead wife

I just want to love and be loved. why is lunch twelve dollars now

Like I think one of my very fundamental issues with the institution of psychiatry is how it's entirely up to other people to determine the treatment we "need", without asking what kind of support we'd actually want.

one cigarette for sale, lightly smoked

if i was a exhaust pipe on a pickup truck would u get intrusive thoughts about me

a female bike rack is in heat, drawing in dozens of cyclists from around the city who now fight for their chance to park their bikes on her

thank u for being a cooler blog than me and not unfollowing me yet

having a best friend who meets your level of freak is unmatched. you present them with the most unhinged, deeply buried thought from the depths of your psyche and instead of blinking blankly they just go "oh absolutely"—and I think that mutual brain rot like that is the highest form of intimacy actually.