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sometimes i think but, even more sometimes, i don’t
If I ever become a singer, I’m going to put out one (1) song around Christmastime called the Un-Christmas Song. It would just be a notmal pop song about like, idk, fuckin girls and shit, with zero Christmas references. The goal: have it be a wildly popular Christmas carol to satisfy my small retail working heart and to give my fellow comrades a short reprieve when tis the season.
i’m at work and all they’ve played is christmas music, and a rendition of Christmas Song TM played, and for one second, it sounded like Guy Fieri, and the amount of psychic damage I took in that split second is unrecoverable.
i have steak fries without red robin seasoning this is what i assume depression tastes like
in a british accent: he’s a wonky little monkey
No one:
Me when my brain tells me to mix coffee with flat Dr. Pepper: bubble bubble toil and trouble, cauldron boil and cauldron bubble
Peak meme usage me thinks
i just love listening to rain sounds and dissociating while i’m supposed to be doing math homework
being the only person on a bus is weird. i made direct eye contact with the driver and felt as if i had stared down god themselves and asked them to drive me up north.
I have come to the conclusion that 2:45am is a magical time. Everything is funnier and this chex mix i’m eating out of a cup just be hittin different
Praise kink? Do I have a praise kink? *Laughs* Sir, I was an honors student…Of course, I do.
Can you tell what’s been stuck in my head since I have woken up? Rats
Thinking about how my mom tried to “seduce” my dad when they were in college together by sneaking oranges into his backpack, because she grew up food insecure and feeding someone/sharing food was a big deal with her upbringing with a lot of emotional meaning–
and meanwhile my poor dad is just convinced that he’s been haunted by some citrus poltergeist because why the fuck are there always oranges in his bag he swears he did not put there???
That one incident which make you question your whole existence.
The sexual tension between me and the urge to disappear every existing second is truly astronomical