jesus christ google yes you can have my location. i’m literally just checking the spelling of a word but by all means, sure, know exactly where I am. freak
my upstairs neighbors have the life i want. they wake up on a Saturday morning, fall out of bed, and then drop and knock over literally everything they own for 6 or 19 hours. good christ that is the fucking life
walked by a lady in a mask and I was in my mask and we were obviously trying to smile at each other but it wasn’t working because mask and I was like what do I do shit shit and then she saluted me and i’ve been in shock for 5 hours she knocked that one the fuck out of the park
I could be productive or I could rub my dog’s little tummy and say “look at dis tummy” I am still deciding on my course of action but it will probably be the tummy thing
therapist goes on vacation for multiple weeks and the skeleton manning the ship inside my brain starts taking day trips out to sea on a motorboat and comes back holding a pile of algae and shouting IS THIS ANYTHING and I’m like no dude that is NOT ours, put that back immediately
god i genuinely love to see people cheering at the moon. This shouldn’t just be done at eclipses either, we should all be regularly screaming at the sky