can someone hire me as a lighthouse keeper. my grip on reality is soooo stable and i will behave so normally under conditions of extreme isolation. and i promise i wont try to fuck the light

childhood was painful but at least my brain was underdeveloped enough to keep vibing back then. take me back

what effect is this supposed to have on me

consuming this alongside beef cup noodle to see what happens to my digestive system

this was all after having a twinkie ice latte for brunch btw too. there is defiinitely a jungle juice situation going on in my stomacht

And the you have the Maine Coon.

“Why did you follow this person ? uwu”

I’ve been here for fourteen years, do you think I remember? I don’t know who any of these people are anymore. I don’t know why they’re on my dash. I allow them to stay because they haven’t pissed me off enough to unfollow them yet. “Why did you follow this person?” I’m not sure I ever did. They’re just part of my ecosystem now.

Wangxian Week Day 1: Longing

The social attitude regarding age is consistently getting weirder. You’re not ‘pushing 30’ you’re just in your late 20s. 30 is not old and neither is 40 while I’m at it. Growing older is an enormous privilege and displaying that age is a gorgeous component of life. Spending your days trying to reverse that grace breeds an eternally wasted life.