the crown has always been a warning.
when a leader starts to believe they are untouchable, they stop seeing their people as human.

nothing like sitting in your parked car, headlights off, marinating in your thoughts like leftover soup

decompression chamber = 2009 Volkswagen Jetta

Genuinely, wtf are you talking about?

I can’t wait to pierce my veil

Weird feeling: watching people celebrate someone while your chest tightens remembering what they took from you.

holy fucking epiphany, batman…

obligatory felt cute might delete later

#confirmed

marxism is just socialism stuck in a messy situationship with revolution.
they’re not official yet, but everyone knows it’s gonna end in communism.

What about if I put a cookie in your oatmeal?

my mom did crack and you think it was the tylenol that gave me a learning disability???

humble? always. handsome? apparently.

listening to Hobo Johnson is like eating gas station sushi. you know it’s bad, but damn if it doesn’t hit sometimes.

Armageddon? More like Armagoonin’

don’t worry, the government might shut down, but at least tylenol causes autism and antifa is a terrorist org

the orange is getting old, my haircuts cute though

raptured? i thought it was faptured… i was so ready to goon😞

I’m right here

idk I think being sus with the homies is healthy

silly & stupid? more like silly & stupid & sexy actually

no wifi meant my roommate and I had to interact and i was so bored I helped her outline an in depth plot line and character arc for a comic she’s been wanting to make.

anyways, internet’s back, my services are no longer required. therefore I will be returning to my chambers. nighty night.

i try so hard to be kind and logical, and then see someone else getting what i want with crying and guilt trips. i swear i can feel my brain short-circuiting.

do you ever wish you could forward your therapist’s notes to people like ‘here’s why you act like that.’

nah nothings wrong, just imagining every possible way this could go horribly, you know, casual

silence is heavier when it comes from familiar mouths

if some guy told me he had a barrel of root beer and some cats in the back of his van, ngl I’d probably get in

nothing sends dopamine to my brain faster than seeing a bad bitch walking in her purpose.
its quiet literally my roman empire.

my drunk friends think they’re adults; i know better