relatable

hot single and ready to drown

overheard at the bar: “you know me, i like swords”—pronounced with the “w”

live notes from ice ribbon #1297 8/26/23. 3 of 3:

my three states of being: curious, paranoid, disappointed

neighborhood cat followed me to the door then scurried away. we are making progress

they all literally let him die btw. the guy who put in these incredible orders at moog to help realize his vision of electronic funk. yeah he croaked bc no one wanted to cut him in

this motherfucker typa guy

me when i attempt something inconsequential

ive gotten so accustomed to reading manga on my laptop that only i remember how much i hate it when someone mentions that There’s A Better Way