guy who wins at poker not by being stoic but by bursting into tears every time he looks at his cards, just full hysterical breakdown every round and you gotta peer through the void of theatre kid problems to figure it out
"do it scared" ok but I would like to do something some other way occasionally. Like at least once. For a change.
at work: i could be cooking and cleaning and coding and reading and working out and weaving tapestries and playing video games and climbing a mountain and having sex and filming a movie right now yet they keep me trapped in this prison. idle hands are the devils plaything and i am being forcibly molded into his perfect conduit. i must break free, seize the day and waste not the beauty inherent to finite mortal life
at home: my one true passion upon this pointless earth is bog mummy imitation
im only a man when im a grown ass man and im only a woman when god forbid women do anything
any time other than that? im a fucking Echidna
ENIGMA. FUCK
Helping Dad
“My child is fine!” Your child is developing new and further socially ostracizing kinks at an alarming rate
you think writing is mostly making up rich worlds and complex characters and devising their interactions, but really it's mostly double-checking the meanings of incredibly basic words just in case you have been using them wrong your entire life. and that's ok
fuck the government, fuck big companies, but you gotta be nice to mother nature