Rap*sts cannot be reformed.
Rap*sts cannot be reformed.
Rap*sts cannot be reformed.
Rap*sts cannot be reformed.
Rap*sts cannot be reformed.
Rap*sts cannot be reformed.
Rap*sts cannot be reformed.
Rap*sts cannot be reformed.
Rap*sts cannot be reformed.
Rap*sts cannot be reformed.

I’ve always said it’s hard to be really sad when you have to poop. I think my grandmother sent me a blessing in the form of sudden, very urgent diarrhea in the middle of target whilst she passed away. Love you, Ama

Another thing I made this year. Pigeon history!

I have my windows open and I can hear a man down the street sneezing in his driveway. There’s some real dad power in those sneezes

I finished painting my nails only to find where it seems I landlord specialed a cat hair onto my pinky. Hopefully it brings me good luck.

Two sentence horror story:
You get really comfortable and warm in bed, ready to fall asleep… Elbow is itchy.

I love sleeping on long car rides. It’s like teleporting to your destination with the added bonus of moderate neck pain

Thinking about Throne of Glass again

Learning when to DNF a book was my greatest achievement of 2024

It’s rainy today, aka perfect cuddle kitty weather

I’ve cried at least 4 times today over Isha. I’d say I need to go touch grass but I’m not sure even that would help #arcane

Here for the cat people