2020 has been like:
- January
- February
- March
- March
- March
- March
- March
- March
- March
- March
- March
- March
- March
- March
- March
- March
- March
- Ap-
- Junly
- Augsepoctob…Halloween
- Destiel
- December
2020 has been like:
baby it’s covid outside, wear a mask
adhd just makes your really bad at capitalism, unfortunately
like bro i am just floating in a bubble detached from the flow of time and you want me to work 8 hour shifts?
your man doesn’t have the mental strength to caramelize onions
your man thinks it takes 5-10 minutes to caramelize onions
Who’s fucking carmelizing onions?
Have you sociopaths forgotten that apples exist?
do you think caramelizing onions is putting caramel on onions
Do you think caramelized apples are the same as caramel apples?
Look at this wolf
OK now you can continue
this was a worthy interruption of the nothing i was doing
regret // everything everything
“How glad I am that you exist.”
— Vita Sackville-West
I closed my office door, sat on the floor, and cried. the tears felt like droplets of pure anxiety leaving my body, relieving me of sadness and worry and fear of the unknown. when the tears stopped, it still felt as if the well had not emptied at all. but I know the short release kept me from drowning.
a short poem to the void and a reminder to myself that anxiety is not weakness.
this lemur didn’t seem pleased that i was taking photos of him
so done
with you and your rude shit