you met me at a very rust cohle time in my life

just remembered the best comic ever about reading ulysses

siken still posting bangers over there

sufjan my goat forever for always

look at my friend performing onstage at one of the coolest oldest venues in our city

the teacher dancing like a slut in question

kid i dont teach stops dead in front of me, waves. i wave back. he points at me. "youre that one 9th grade teacher i never see because youre always in your room. secluded" i say "im secretive. im mysterious." he tells me "touch grass!" i go upstairs back to my room because i am sequestered

"you can kiss my machinations"

there was more i just passed out on the couch. again

hourly comics day 5am-12pm

did they know he would become a beacon of miserable gay adults raised with tumblr addictions

new test: which one in the throuple is the knife, spoon, and fork