a warning to all future students who have to interact with this particular brand of swill

yeah, man,

costar writer's room meet me in the denny's parking lot and ill show you some romance

three avocados. all not fully ripe. all growing mold inside. the vortex of my torment swallows all. my avocado toast prep lays barren in the face of its most capricious core component, betrayer berry. fuck my life.

man, chill,

she kinda cute with it tho

I interview for a magazine today. always nerve-wracked...

sitting in my car and stimming for 5 minutes before I get out to go inside literally anywhere

daylight savings is a battle and I'm losing

I don't wanna talk about how much of this i ate

girl who does not have a developed palate for specialty coffee: "wow this is really serving notes of coffee"

possessed with an urge for an Eastboy bag...

personal. :) but also for irl so i don't get embarrassed.