and so we beat off,

@more-than-tender-curiosity @vehiculartheyslaughter @yourlocalfriendlyhybird6

okay fellow sickos and freaks

Feels like election night 2.0

One time in my early 20s I got really drunk at a party where someone handed me a stein full of what turned out to be moonshine from a barrel in some guy's garage and said "try this it tastes like pie" and a) it DID taste like pie, but b) only on the way down, not on the way back up, given it was something like 120 proof -- so my memories of the next couple hours are very vague but involve a bunch of ex-football players from South Boston walking me around the block in circles handing me bottled water trying to sober me up, and eventually because I was too shitfaced to get home but no longer puking my guts up and dying I crawled into the back of my car to sleep it off in a sleeping bag I kept there; but there was a guy at the party who was also sleeping in his car and this was Boston in the fall so it was like 40ºF out at night and anyway this other guy I met at this party who was a middle aged mercenary from liverpool who had served in the french foreign legion or something ended up knocking on my car door asking if he could huddle with me for warmth and I said yeah okay but there's only room for me in the sleeping bag so don't be weird about it, and to his credit he was not weird and we just slept in my car and in the morning he asked if I wanted brekkie and bought me dunkin donuts while I nursed the worst hangover I have ever had in my life then or since and trying to figure out whose heavy metal hoodie I was wearing and how I managed to leave this party with more clothing than I arrived in.

So if someone singing pirate shanties hands you a stein of mysterious liquid and tells you it tastes like pie, probably don't chug that shit.

@more-than-tender-curiosity @vessels-for-good-intent

randomly just thought about daisy buchanan. even when i first read the book for my high school english class, i don’t think i ever hated her.

for a possible fic…

Gregory Orr, from Orpheus & Eurydice: A Lyric Sequence, originally published in 2001

Felt silly and took some photos of the little guys; but so far guys everyone has been so nice and I can’t wait to actually start interacting with you guys more 🫶 (Yes this blog will be primarily for the plushies BUT I may post any art and fan-fiction I create here too!)

"wait up with me" what if i killed everyone in this room and then myself

good shirt from the market today

@more-than-tender-curiosity @vehiculartheyslaughter chester has this shirt

he got it because nick asked if he wanted to go to the library later and he had to assert his dominance over those, and I quote, “lusty wenches at the front desk”

All nick had to say was “…the librarians?”

hey guys i have a shocking new theory. what if nick and jay are... and hear me out here... gay???

Wheres your proof 🧐🧐🧐🧐

"He smiled understandingly—much more than understandingly. It was one of those rare smiles with a quality of eternal reassurance in it, that you may come across four or five times in life. It faced—or seemed to face—the whole eternal world for an instant, and then concentrated on you with an irresistible prejudice in your favour. It understood you just so far as you wanted to be understood, believed in you as you would like to believe in yourself, and assured you that it had precisely the impression of you that, at your best, you hoped to convey" (Fitzgerald Chapter 3).

oh..oh mann………..could….[gulp]………could it be ????