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Makeshift Valentines. You need to improvise when the mission goes on for too long. Soap went looking for wildflowers while checking the perimeter. Ghost spent that time making little wooden birds, a dove for his dove. Both acting like it's not a big deal (lie). full now on patreon :)

mxjackparker

some of you need to re-learn the word "selfish" and stop calling everyone a fucking narcissist

unevencomprom1se

you should get a buzz cut

i think if i buzzed all my long hair i’d mourn the loss of all my hair so badly.

buuuut at the same time i gotta start meathead-maxxing. maybe going buzzed will make me look bigger probably? ionno tho.

unevencomprom1se

yea so life update i Shaved That Shit in 2025 and spent the rest of the year coasting along until like later in the fall when i finally got medicated. Zoloft is a hell of a drug

this year was kind of a weird merciful blur. i bleached my hair after buzzing it because I felt like it’d give me some style points but it kinda sucks having to use purple shampoo on ur hair… and also, like, a week into having a bleached buzz cut I got a call from my mom saying to shave it off. so i did as any self respecting Grown-Ass-Not-Adult would do and i complied. That spring i was trying out ceramics as an elective credit, and even though a whole lot of my stuff was junk, I was obsessed with the process. It demanded patience and I had to begrudgingly comply. It demanded respect, it demanded tenderness. It was a great avenue for expression even if all i made was some buns ass bowls (that i accidentally forgot to trim before they were bone dry) and a mug i still use to this day as a dry scoop for my preworkout.

I spent the summer as a basement dweller while my girlfriend studied abroad in the UK. I called it the “halfway house” because I was taking over someone else’s lease for like 3 months over the summer before the fall semester and my roommate was an ex-professional rock climber that fell into hard drugs and vices and ended up having to start from zero and had supervised parole or whatever it’s called .

guy would get up at 5am at market open, off at 1pm, I wake up at noon a few hours before yet another night shift at Taco Bell and he’s just glued to the couch day drinking listening to like, sleep token or Something..

I spent most of the summer just being a real basement dweller. Up at 2pm, drink a redbull and make another breakfast sandwich with an avocado. Go to my summer fast food job, get off at Midnight, go to the gym, play games or watch something before waking up again at 2pm. Cycle begins anew. It wasn’t all boring, though. My weekends were cozy, living in a basement in the suburbs isn’t all that bad when you’re literally in the woods. Kinda sucks all I can remember is the dread I felt before having to slip on a cracked print Taco Bell shirt and putting on the same uniform pants I had since I graduated high school.

Fall sucked way way less. At this point I just kinda up and left my fast food job. I vowed to never again flip a burger, wrap a burrito, hand another receipt again. The rest of 2025 was leagues less shitty the second I got seen by my psychiatrist. I’m still not the most perfect thing I’ll ever be, but I’m working towards the right direction, at least I think so. I’m working on keeping myself under control. I’m back to eating my greens and yummy veggies and such. And the rest of the year carried on with a weird bit of cautious optimism, probably because some part of me looked forward to starting over again the following year.

Maybe this time it’ll be different, i dunno. But it’s worth staying to see if it really does get better or different in any capacity.

#fuck it we ball #blog posting on main #lol loser