I’m cursed in that I have quiet talent and don’t do shit with it, and this extends to my whole life. I am mostly some kind of odd innocent type asshole to most people. I don’t know how to be myself with people. It still makes me mad. I say stupid shit I don’t mean.
I just put a sticker up and realized that the location was probably not the best and now it’ll seem like it was trying to make some sort of statement aw shit gat dayum
talked mostly about butts and things to do with them for ~3 hours with Boybot
Man do I miss him
(Until I suffer the wrath of my mothers constant grasp on my neck)
(But also hang out and get nudey booty with my favorite person ever)
(I can never just have happiness can I)
privileged kids go to counseling, poor kids go to jail.
Really diggin’ Lungfish lately