You better move your feet if you don’t want to eat a meal that’s called fist city 🥊 micron and prismacolor on arches in a thrifted frame
Tattoo stencil under my nail, fear in my heart.
I got 75 cent vegan wings at a dive bar and I think that’s as close to equality that I’m gonna get.
Don’t worry y’all, Mudflap is pissing the snow away one cubic centimeter at a time.
I want chocolate and a head in a box.
Yes, I woke up incandescent with rage again.
Full bush and a thong in the TSA security line.
Just me and my dog and an impossible view.
I’d appreciate it if someone’s dad would pay to heat the outside actually.
Okay but it was crazy to feel like we were living through prohibition for 16 hours.
Uncanny resemblance.
My dad embodying Buddhism and lovingkindness better than most people I know without trying or realizing is an absolutely wild, Lynchian plot twist.
Corn dog curse
When the social media apps I have now also inevitably go away, that’s it for me. I’m going analog and leaving cryptic messages and Polaroid photos around town in ziplock baggies.
My favourite movie nanogenre is Nicole Kidman being a horny freak.
[Jello Biafra voice] when ya get fumbled
light as a feather, stiff as a board.
“As our spirits are one, so too shall be our flesh. You are mine.“
Nosferatu (2024)
Dir. Robert Eggers
Just when you think things can’t get worse, you splash diva cup water in your eye.
2025 resolution is to ensure I behave so badly I don’t get reincarnated again.
The harder the rain, the lower the flowers in the garden bend.
George Strait implies the existence of George Gay.
A festive week.
We are definitely running full speed into another jaunty cap, waist coat, and mutton chop era.
There was a person next to the group I saw it with who was also very fucked up but respectful! The true plague of Nosferatu.
me: why do parents even bring their kids to things they’re too little to remember
also me: I’m gonna take my colourblind purse dog to the park so she can see Christmas lights
All transphobes are ugly and bad drivers.
throat coat cult
Eyes Wide Shut is my favourite Christmas movie.
While y’all are having your childhood crushes exercised out of you like evil spirits, I continue to worship at the altar of mine.
