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Calorie Counter, by Aleck Fagan, June 30th 2026.
Laser engraved food encased in a heat formed acrylic case.
Has anyone, out of 365 party girl instincts, accidentally take a shot of mouth wash?
Being home from college is really hard because everyone is the most anxious person you’ve ever met here. I love you guys but I feel like I’m living in a police state. I understand it’s not easy to be like this but I also don’t need to hear every one of your anxious thoughts. Please keep it to yourself, I don’t need to be told to be careful every 5 minutes I’ve made it 20 years without your input. It just sucks because I watch myself being less emotive because that’s more predictable and easier for others to not be anxious about. Y’all are suffocating me in YOUR worries!
I love Garret Watts because he’s so weird and wonderful, I’m so glad he’s a content creator. But just think about how many more odd and brilliant people there are who don’t make content and who aren’t readily available for my viewing. Gives you something to twink about and hope about yk…
The newest plight on my life as of about four months ago is the constant pain and inflammation of my rib cage. It’s the first thing I think about in the morning and the thing I think about last at night. I could handle leg pain and arm pain but it’s a fresh hell to have every breath be met with pain. Most days it feels like someone has turned up the gravity on my body. Sitting up hurts the most with the weight all pooling at my bottom ribs which sometimes click but never seem to find there proper place. There are only so many places I’m allowed to be horizontal which is the only semblance of relief I get. I’m not really sure what to do, obviously go to the doctors but I always prepare myself for nothing to be done. Many times my thinking is just to have them check but always assume nothing will change and there’s always a possibility I’ll just get traumatized for no reason.
My man spent multiple months setting up a murder mystery night for our group. Possibly the most attracted I’ve ever felt to him, the suit really helped.
I really want to make a piece where I exhibit this weird thing my brain does with people’s faces. Sometimes when I look at people one of their eyes seems to be higher than the other. It’s almost like my brain is splitting their face in half and struggles to keep them in line. My struggle with making a piece about it is I don’t want to just make a portrait esc piece. I find a lot of portrait busts boring as hell but I’m struggling to come up with another way to represent this effect.
My favorite thing about my man is his scheming nature.
Something happens when you’re a man who’s with other men, you catch whiffs of them on you sometimes. An entire section of the deodorant isle holds memories of long nights and vivid mornings. Picking up a hygiene product becomes an exercise in remembrance and pride.
These days no swath of time ever feels like enough with you. I forget that you’re not a piece of me, being with you is just as easy as being with my own arms.