on a pensive walk around the west end, admiring the abundance of storm porches per capita, blasting the new heaven for real album. east coast indie rock fall is sooooo fkn back

hosting hangover day brunches has really grown on me bc of the promise of an abundance of leftover breakfast sausages

I don't care about football but I lovvvve seeing travis kelce's haunted child eyes looking so damn sad

increased levels of irritability directly correlated to length of time exposed to buzzing fluorescent overhead lighting

as Canadians we were pre-conditioned for this sort of hijinx

damn I can't believe this got leaked already 😔

selecting "books" as my only interest on bluesky in an effort to transform myself into someone who knows how to read