Life Is About Love, Last Minutes And Lost Evenings

um no offense but my body’s made of crushed little stars. and i’m not afraid of anything :/

Honestly, my goal in life is just to be a very warm person. I want to be as loving and as kind as I can be.

full spread of my cryptid mini tarot series thus far

*misses fruits that are out of season*

the idea of "if a workplace is good to its workers then they wouldn't need a union" has got things the wrong way around. if a hypothetical workplace already treats its workers right & cares about them then it would have no reason to oppose workers unionizing because a union isn't threatening unless you're abusing your workers :)

shoutout to that time at work I told a college dude automatically “fantastic!” when he put his card in the chip reader correctly (bc I find complimenting customers on it makes them Do It Again Right The Next Time) and he returned way later saying “I’ve been chasing that high of hearing you call me fantastic for like a week now” 

reblog and put in the tags your favorite Disney character

'kids these days have it easy' thats the point thats the point thats the whole point we're here to make it better for whoever comes after you sad selfish self absorbed puddle of wank

Top Ten Reasons You Should Hire Me Despite My Disillusionment With Reality And My Subsequent Hatred For The System

DISCUSS

yall ever miss your own energy?? like damn wtf happened to me??

when growing up me and my dad and my brother played a game at Home Depot called “Don’t let me see you while I shop.” The rules were that I had to follow my dad around the huge Home Depot but be out of sight the whole time. This game was extremely fun for me for some reason (we also called it the “Super Spy game”) and extremely useful for my dad.

Anyway, later on I realized I could just wonder off and not necessarily follow him around and still win. This is the story of how I used to go directly into the Home Depot lights section and just immediately dissociate like I entered a fairy wonder land for hours on end.

In short:

me: 

childhood truly is a special time.

sometimes our happy places are just the Home Depot Lights Department we made along the way

the fact that we’re apes is SO funny… i can calculate how many parsecs away a nebula is based upon its apparent magnitude for a fun little brain exercise. i also feel depression and existential ennui if my curtains are shut for too long because my brain has a 45000 year old creature in it who feels that darkness holds too many unknown threats 

this has gotten 500x more true this year

If you want to “shock your audience” maybe you should just try writing a good story.

Preach

anyway the lesson this pandemic should have taught people is that housing, healthcare, food, and utilities should all be unconditionally free

"Elliot Page, formerly known as-" [GUNSHOT]