ryuichi sakamoto ( 坂本 龍一) playing the piano for the isolated
me, talking to a dog: you’re soft. are you even aware of your mortality? of course ur not. u pure, wholesome and sentient unselfish being. do u feel that? that’s my heart. i love you. look at those ears. here take my wallet
i need 2 nourish my body so when i die i can contribute maximum nutrients to the trees
my wife is constantly mocking me for how lightly done I like my toast. “your hot bread is done,” she says to me. disgusting
why did i put up with shit from teachers playing god in high school. if a college professor tried to stop me from getting up to go to the restroom or get a drink of water i’d literally just say “no”, walk out the door, and go see a movie instead
toby fox invented an entirely new emotion and it’s the feeling you got the first time you read the line “despite everything it’s still you”
no offense but…I love water
oh to be a little dog sprinting at top speeds around the house with reckless abandon to release all the stress pent up from your extremely harrowing bathtime
newborn babies when theyre hungry and their mom isnt in the room and they think she stopped existing bc no object permanence