I'm in my sisyphus era but I'm pretty sure I'm almost out of it

aw hell

impossible for me to be sad when i remember this cypriot terracotta mask of an ambiguous animal exists

shallow waters

i forgot how fucking weird november is theres no afternoon its just night after 2pm

when it rains you simply do not get a day

hey this is your captain speaking. can everyone hold on real tight for a sec. i want to try something

as a phrase, “she [x] on my [x] til’ i [x]” only is funny if on either side of a spectrum. either the phrase ends so specific to a sexual action it’s a smart joke (for example, “she strogan me off til i beef” uses the word “beef stroganoff’ but also makes a “stroking off” joke, making it clever wordplay.) or it makes so little sense that it ends up funny from the absurdity of deciphering what type of sexual action could even be taking place. (example: when my roomate the other night asked to hand them a sanpelligrino and then said “she san on my pelli til’ i grino” which begs the question of what ‘sanning’ is, what a ‘pelli’ repersents in terms of human genitalia and what ‘grinoing’ could possibly be.)

That can’t be all there is.

but i stay silly! *←said in the most world-weary voice you ever did hear*

Hey when you guys say something is for the lovers and the dreamers can you include me in that too? The lovers the dreamers and me if it's not too much to ask

tips for acting like the grown woman i am and not like the stunted mentally ill freak that i also am