“the ways you have learned to survive may not be the ways you wish to continue to live“
I have decided to burn my old diaries and have been scanning them for pages I might want to keep and these two entries really summarise my life in the past years quite well
I like pointing my phone camera at my own legs in wide-angle mode and pretending to be a big spindly-legged giant that is very far up
them: what is ur gender me: denis & denis
You all, fools: *getting tattoos based on the ancient tattoos they find on bog mummies and the other ancient dead that for all you know will bind you to a forgotten god that now by all rights has a claim on your life for better or for worse*
Me, and intellectual: *doesnt fucking do that*
woke up this morning, rolled over, and very confidently tried to blow out my alarm clock like a candle. absolutely no precedent for that.
EVERYTHING HAPPENS TO ME
there was a young patient who swallowed a fly,
he swallowed a flyyyy
becausedr.sewardtoldhimtooooo
I hope he won't poo
Someone should rewrite There Was an Old Lady Who Swallowed a Fly, but with Renfield instead of an old lady. I think it would be delightful.
Marcus Aurelius being ecofeminist millennia ago
Bits from my life, occasional reblogs | Autumn: always-between-birches | Winter: burnt-almonds
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