"trust your gut" is such evil advice it's like. my gut is telling me there's 1000 ways everyone including friends want to attack and kill me like it's Dark Souls over here

Hello Kitty manhole covers in Angel Town (天使小镇) Huzhou, China˚₊· ♡

affirmations. im not already dead. i act normal. i am NOT a crude facsimile of life made from scavenged parts. i will never go to the arctic

i told you guys once ghost pokemon miku drops im going rampage

me : oh lookey another one guys *picks up a half smoked cigarette off the ground *

the group of unimaginably beautiful women who follow me around every where and refuse to leave me alone: great find handsome❤

2023-07-14

i first met her in a dream

yippee! <- response to pleasant stimuli

wehh <- response to unpleasant stimuli

awawawawa <- creation of stimuli

me

friend that doesnt drive: anyways really look the thing about origami is that its not about getting the fold right on the first try its meant to be an exercise in precision sure but also in patience the instructions are repeatable tasks that you do over and over again to polish the skill before applying it to something else. a thousand swans arent folded in a day and really its meant to bring you to reflect upon what it means to even be folding in the first pl-

friend that drives: HOLY SHIT 3.20 A GALLON? I SHOULDVE FILLED UP THERE anyway i understand the process is meant to soothe the itch of perfection that gnaws at the soul through exposure to imperfection but OH FUCK [drives over median straight into Walmart parking lot while nearby F150 lays on the horn because you stopped him from running a red light]

guy who plays albums on mute, it was never really about sound for him as much as feeling a sense of progression through a series of named durations