call me a wizard with an affinity for transforming into sea creatures the way I'm boutta krill myself
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we're not kids anymore.
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call me a wizard with an affinity for transforming into sea creatures the way I'm boutta krill myself
the sun goes down in the summertime and you think "ah, no more heat. I can be outside at last." wrong. outdoor is now the domain of the bug.
damn tumblr, how'd you know I was in the market for a Chicago Electric Electric Start Propane Torch?? spooky
one must imagine sisyphus pissing his pants and slipping in the resulting mud
currently liking the character so much that all I can do is pace around my darkened house saying "they make me die"
the boys call me Problo Picasso because I'm Problobly autistic
"I gotta get out of this dead-end town," I say, to no one in particular
"I'm big news Johnson," says big news Johnson, to no one in particular
we stand silently together, overlooking the calm and quiet lake, before individually remembering we left the stove on in our shared apartment and leaving in separate vehicles
there was a cloud shaped like bart simpson in 1852 and nobody recognized it
me, after having a meltdown and hitting myself repeatedly in the head: wth why do I have a headache ?
can someone tell the government to stop sending me 'week's biggest idiot' awards in the mail? I'm running out of room on my walls
quick update for anyone who started following me for my toh fic 'and I must scream':
unfortunately I think it's probably gonna be a while before the next update again. I'm not sure how long exactly, but it's been really hard for me to find the time and energy to write lately. so I guess it's going on a mini-hiatus T-T but don't worry, I won't forget y'all and I will keep working on it lil by lil <3 <3
the little puff of air doesn't do anything the optometrist just gets off on seeing you uncomfortable
reporting every ad as offensive or inappropriate because they all offend my delicate sensibilities as someone who doesnt wanna see corporate bullshit and they're all inappropriate for my fun-loving vibe
"ha cha cha cha !" I say to the crowd, atop my stage built of cards. a child in the front row farts, sending it all crashing down and I snap my spine on impact. bliss at last
I love posting things that are not relatable. when I speak and the crowd is silent that just confirms I am special and my experiences and opinions are wacky and unique. none of yall can understand my freak mind
hate when I type :) and this 🙂 fucker appears. Go away you evil soul