Jelly
@thinksofghosts.bsky.social
Like if Pheobe Buffay & Dale Gribble morphed into one chaotic bisexual Muppet 💅
Jack-of-All-Trades, Master of None; Y’allternative Musician; Cosmic Surfer🏄♀️🌌; Your Mom’s Favorite 😌
♉︎ ☼ | ♓︎ ☾ | ♎︎ ⛅︎
Jack-of-All-Trades, Master of None; Y’allternative Musician; Cosmic Surfer🏄♀️🌌; Your Mom’s Favorite 😌
♉︎ ☼ | ♓︎ ☾ | ♎︎ ⛅︎
Pure chaos. Proud of this lowkey.
July 27, 2025 at 7:54 AM
Pure chaos. Proud of this lowkey.
Now watch this drive 🏌️
April 23, 2025 at 7:12 AM
Now watch this drive 🏌️
plant orchids on
a strip mined hill 𓇢𓆸
sip holy water blessed by👁️⃤
a teenage girl
𓀏 realize that you are
the chosen one
& so is everyone else...
༺⋆˚༚.ꖴ☽◯☾ꖴ.༚˚⋆༻
a strip mined hill 𓇢𓆸
sip holy water blessed by👁️⃤
a teenage girl
𓀏 realize that you are
the chosen one
& so is everyone else...
༺⋆˚༚.ꖴ☽◯☾ꖴ.༚˚⋆༻
April 8, 2025 at 10:35 PM
plant orchids on
a strip mined hill 𓇢𓆸
sip holy water blessed by👁️⃤
a teenage girl
𓀏 realize that you are
the chosen one
& so is everyone else...
༺⋆˚༚.ꖴ☽◯☾ꖴ.༚˚⋆༻
a strip mined hill 𓇢𓆸
sip holy water blessed by👁️⃤
a teenage girl
𓀏 realize that you are
the chosen one
& so is everyone else...
༺⋆˚༚.ꖴ☽◯☾ꖴ.༚˚⋆༻
Imma just call it this 🤷🏻♀️
Your mom’s gulf is a hot topic as always
Your mom’s gulf is a hot topic as always
February 22, 2025 at 3:21 AM
Imma just call it this 🤷🏻♀️
Your mom’s gulf is a hot topic as always
Your mom’s gulf is a hot topic as always
I realized that I finally can't recall what your voice sounded like
& even now synapses are dying;
your memory is excess space
In the 7+ years since I last saw you,
all of my cells have been regenerated
& you haven't touched a single one
& even now synapses are dying;
your memory is excess space
In the 7+ years since I last saw you,
all of my cells have been regenerated
& you haven't touched a single one
February 2, 2025 at 8:46 PM
I realized that I finally can't recall what your voice sounded like
& even now synapses are dying;
your memory is excess space
In the 7+ years since I last saw you,
all of my cells have been regenerated
& you haven't touched a single one
& even now synapses are dying;
your memory is excess space
In the 7+ years since I last saw you,
all of my cells have been regenerated
& you haven't touched a single one
I’ve got eyes full of apples
& a head like a radio
I split seams & spit dreams
like its my 1 millionth rodeo
& a head like a radio
I split seams & spit dreams
like its my 1 millionth rodeo
January 30, 2025 at 3:52 AM
I’ve got eyes full of apples
& a head like a radio
I split seams & spit dreams
like its my 1 millionth rodeo
& a head like a radio
I split seams & spit dreams
like its my 1 millionth rodeo
an ode to borderline personality disorder
January 17, 2025 at 6:28 AM
an ode to borderline personality disorder
There’s a storm comin’;
time to catch the wave
If you get sucked into the riptide,
let it take you away
There’s no use fightin’
what you can’t understand
All the comedy & tragedy
was part of the plan
time to catch the wave
If you get sucked into the riptide,
let it take you away
There’s no use fightin’
what you can’t understand
All the comedy & tragedy
was part of the plan
November 29, 2024 at 9:37 AM
There’s a storm comin’;
time to catch the wave
If you get sucked into the riptide,
let it take you away
There’s no use fightin’
what you can’t understand
All the comedy & tragedy
was part of the plan
time to catch the wave
If you get sucked into the riptide,
let it take you away
There’s no use fightin’
what you can’t understand
All the comedy & tragedy
was part of the plan
Perturbed & disturbed
“Down with the sickness,
if you will”, I say
You don’t laugh
& I am topsy turvy, all messed up
in a low-down, downtown
nosebleed of an afternoon
existing within my own head
& my heart just cackles viscerally;
it knows the punchline will always be “death”
(𝟷)
“Down with the sickness,
if you will”, I say
You don’t laugh
& I am topsy turvy, all messed up
in a low-down, downtown
nosebleed of an afternoon
existing within my own head
& my heart just cackles viscerally;
it knows the punchline will always be “death”
(𝟷)
November 14, 2024 at 12:21 AM
Perturbed & disturbed
“Down with the sickness,
if you will”, I say
You don’t laugh
& I am topsy turvy, all messed up
in a low-down, downtown
nosebleed of an afternoon
existing within my own head
& my heart just cackles viscerally;
it knows the punchline will always be “death”
(𝟷)
“Down with the sickness,
if you will”, I say
You don’t laugh
& I am topsy turvy, all messed up
in a low-down, downtown
nosebleed of an afternoon
existing within my own head
& my heart just cackles viscerally;
it knows the punchline will always be “death”
(𝟷)
What’s a good use for cursed mold?
November 14, 2024 at 12:14 AM
What’s a good use for cursed mold?