marlo

terrifying and humiliating!!!!! thank god it's over!!!!

i've deleted the evidence 🧹🧹 🫡👍✨

i realise my pity party emotional state this morning is not just belated birthday angst but actually because i have a driving lesson in an hour

is this not clearly a really good joke 1. to begin with 2. an incredible glitch ? do people not understand I am implying that a metaphysical imp has interfered with my device and I'm going to do some kind of performance art? i guess im just too creative for my associates and followers....

made the best social media content of my life and still nobody thinks I'm funny. like. am i being too obscure. i give up lol!!!!!

two someone's cos both my housemates have locked in move out dates for this month

vibes absolutely rancid in my house. a shit show really. idk what's gonna happen or how to handle the gruelling process of interviewing people and having to white lie if not outright low about the state of things to get someone in

i actually have more dignity as a guy than i did as a girl. that was so fail. but this also like.... is embarrassing. i still feel like some weird sim, some social invalid everyone on earth is trying to minimise their interaction time with. is this just what being taken for a 18yo guy is like

i don't know who i am. you ever just feel weird as fuck thinking about yourself. idk how people see me. im so old but i got the same problems plus all these newer, worse ones. i wish there was a way to have dignity while being dumb, rude, annoying, cowardly, week-willed and transgender

its hard to find like. feedback in the world, of your having some role in it. when you're dumb, disabled and crap at everything. well it's not much of a world to be a part of anyway. maybe im delusional but i feel like im adjusting to the idea everything is over, and it might be easier to leave soon

hmm. may have over estimated people's interest in coming to a zine launch

love to catch a gastly and call it Evil Fart (or if censored as in this case, Färt)

so physically feeble the price of staying up until 2:30am to celebrate my 33nd birthday is being functionally useless and in pain the next day. i just can't afford to get less than 6 & a half hours sleep anymore if i don't want my whole body to hurt

I can't believe it

i ate three lol

soon my seroquel is going to hit and im going to eat one, or more, trivellis cannoli in bed

benefit of the doubt for my real friends ofc, real poo for my fake friends

guy with a bad attitude who notices who doesn't say happy birthday to Him and doesn't say happy birthday to Them ✍️🧾💅

it's always coming and going. coming and going. what next, what next....

hmm i'm bored of my art again

maybe there's nothing meaningful about drawing girls in cute outfits. but it's fun. i can't wear cute girls clothes so what else can i do

I didn't notice these on the shelf but I was specifically looking for diced. i only go to the piedemontes so the chances are higher than your average supermarket

are these mutti peeled plums also in a can?

thank you I was hoping you would see this haha I should have just asked. just time I'm buying those mutti tomatos

day after your birthday is so sad. no excuse to buy myself treats. why didn't i buy more yesterday while i had the excuse

im so unattached its hard to really care. but it does make me embarrassed and ashamed. it's truly completely outside my control. its really like being 75 at 33. im in pain all the time, it hurts to bend over, i don't remember anything. whateverrrr

i used to be like, people only forget stuff you say if they don't care. i forget GOSSIP now, frequently, the thing im must invested in. i'm being intellectually disabled by my medication, presumably. i wonder if it will go away if i can ever get off it

i was always somebody with a bad memory but it used to be about like, returning books and historical dates. now it's all that stuff but also everything else including experiences and conversations i've had and stuff i really care about. i used to never forget things my friends told me

the ultimate Leo energy as some are known to say

wish music halls were a thing in contemporary australian society. it's not fair.... the removal of regular singing from working class collective life