When Your Mother Casually Tells You "all This Heat Is God's Preparation To Send All Of Humanity Back

I just remembered I love my friends so much

hey sorry it's just that i don't think i'm very good at being a person. thanks for letting me try with you, anyway.

No I do not remember what I did during carnival that was not me that was the other me

They should invent a not being exhausted

I actually am unable to walk now so maybe my devotion went too far.

I walked for a long distance in terrible shoes, and my feet bled. But I saw her. That's what matters.

Franz Kafka, 1912

small things become big things that eventually becomes the thing… that saves you

sex is great but have you ever lived in a nurturing home

can’t spell rothko without ooh. or oh. or ok.