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A moment of erasure as it all started to sink in. I finally did the damn thing. I made the thing, and I’m wearing the thing in the place, and it wasn’t just the rosé bringing me joy. I could just sit on that bench and just, be. I was where I wanted to be all this time. It was finally my turn.
So my new hobby rn is realizing how much astral projecting I’ve been doing most of my life and trying to harness it into a more deliberate manner, ya know. Just for funsies.
February 17, 2026 at 5:46 AM
I’m fresh out of whimsy, does anyone have any left to spare?
January 22, 2026 at 7:43 PM
Seeing a rapid increase in fare evasion - nice work everyone! This is what happens when you can no longer afford to even show up at work 👍🏻
January 12, 2026 at 6:55 PM
During an anxiety attack I discovered I had free will and a waffle maker so I made mashed potato waffles and somehow that brought me back to earth. Potatoes are love.
January 5, 2026 at 8:23 AM
Eyes Wide Shut is a Xmas movie- fight me.
December 21, 2025 at 4:54 AM
I’d really like the death to stop, thx.
December 17, 2025 at 9:19 PM
Secret of NIMH is absolutely someone’s origin story for their shibari kink 🪢🐦‍⬛
November 25, 2025 at 8:29 PM
🐦‍🔥
November 17, 2025 at 3:35 AM
I’m so stressed out I finally like watching Murder She Wrote. Angela Lansbury and Daddy Stack should’ve co-starred in something
November 13, 2025 at 5:10 AM
You know shit is bad in the office and you hear someone having a little quiet crashout in the bathroom and it’s NOT you (for once). #marketweek
November 6, 2025 at 7:09 PM
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Sonnet
October 29, 2025 at 8:41 PM
Cry quietly at your desk but only just enough to not scream.
October 27, 2025 at 7:40 PM
The more French I keep relearning, the more typos and grammatical errors I make in English 🫢🪭
October 16, 2025 at 7:11 PM
When that 3am insomnia gets the one two punch of smelling the sea breeze deep in BK you are reminded that the home of your soul is in fact not that far and it’s always there for you, waiting with open arms no matter how far you stray
September 29, 2025 at 6:50 AM
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My desire to scream and scream and scream is conflicting with my desire for quiet.
September 23, 2025 at 3:21 AM
Ever have one of those anxiety tooth loss dreams so vivid you wake up convinced you’re a jack-o-lantern and that is just who you are now? Imagine my surprise/relief at how all my teeth showed up in my face this morning.
September 22, 2025 at 2:16 AM
So, I guess we’re playing this game where maybe it’s asthma, maybe it’s RSV 🙃. Inhalers are like huffing bug spray. Do not like.
September 16, 2025 at 3:40 PM
TFW you’re so disregulated you bleach everything just to feel safe.
September 11, 2025 at 9:54 PM
It will never cease amaze me that I had two lovers decide to die on the same exact day, 10 years apart. It conveniently consolidates the grief so I don’t ruin more pristine August days than necessary, but like- of all days James had to pick Adam’s day? Tacky tbh, but here we are. Every fucking year.
August 20, 2025 at 5:08 AM
The crushing depression that comes with watching your only parent age poorly from lifestyle choices, having it all stack up like a losing game of Tetris when you (the only child) are the least capable of helping them in any way is a special kind of hell that is the most lonely. #greygardenssummer
August 12, 2025 at 3:01 PM
I was brave and drove with my mother’s convertible car with the top down, which is actually a bfd and I’m proud of myself
August 10, 2025 at 1:28 AM
I just had to hulk smash my bed apart. Misha, nearly toothless, nearly 15 years old caught another mouse and brought it into my bed still alive and it escaped. We got em. His bounty penance has been rewarded. I guess I’m only allowed 4-6 hrs sleep a night forever.
July 30, 2025 at 6:43 AM
A single bedrot day is such a tease. I need a bedrot month. A bedrot sabbatical if you will.
July 28, 2025 at 4:09 AM
My life feels like a sand castle. Creative, built with imagination, ambition; about to get completely wiped at by an oncoming wave or careless footsteps at any moment. Admire it now before it’s destroyed. Abandon it by sunset.
July 23, 2025 at 5:08 PM
I might hate it here during peak spoopy season but I must admit I really love Salem in the summer during the “off” time. You can take the goth girl out of Salem but you can never take the Salem out of the goth girl I guess 🦇🍹🎃🐚🌊
July 19, 2025 at 6:24 PM