Don’t assume you know me based on 8,000 confessional posts.
there are chanterelle flavored potato chips at the eastern european grocery. for those with eyes to see
describe nyc in 3 words
new york city
its me boy im the seventh cool textile hobby you wanna pick up speaking to you inside your brain listen to me boy you DO have time for me you wanna do me so bad
can’t have shit on this public platform. the public follows me here
my tumblr mutuals will take characters from media that is not very good & construct such rich & intricate inner worlds for them in their posts that i will go wow that sounds so compelling let me go check this out….& then the canon character will be like. relatively boring with very little interiority. but that’s okay because sometimes the real character is the one my tumblr mutuals hallucinated along the way….
qualifying that i’m not agender i just believe in many of their beliefs
someone is putting up pictures of me around town and they all say I’m ‘wanted’. which is nice
[guy confused about lesbian relationship voice]: okay … so which one only tells lies?
if i was better at starting the workday quickly i wouldn’t have to do everything at like 4pm but well.
let yourself be small, wrong, needy, bitter, grandiose, and resentful without trying to clean it up into empowerment or irony