Woke Up To A Chicken Standing On My Head. That’s New.

Norwegian Wood, Haruki Murakami

[ 📲 ] Yes, I’m okay. You were the best person to ask about this, I think.

[ 📲 ] I apologize if I’m making any brash assumptions here, but, how did you realize that you wanted to be with more than one person?

[ 📲 ] Asking for a friend, of course.

[ sms ] to @judgmentjay

[ 📲 ] Jay 🥺

[ 📲 ] I’m in need of your wisdom and guidance

Ohh um… You can bring a friend! I don’t know if you accidentally asked anyone 🥲 My head is spinny

If you bring me a fancy beer, I can show you my fun party trick where I mix beer and whiskey and get a headache.

Jon and I? That's news to me..

Rania Benchegra by Txema Yeste for Vogue Arabia, 2024

Is it one of those really strong ones? I need it

From Hollywood to Japan. Jet lag is going to hit like a bitch. Someone load me up with caffeine before I go out there.

Virginia Woolf, from a diary entry written c. July 1935 featured in Selected Diaries

Vampira on The George Gobel Show (1955)

— Frank Bidart, from “Half-light: Collected Poems 1965-2016; ‘The Third Hour of the Night’", published c. 2017.

Well, the dead don’t talk or complain or go on twitter. I’d rather hang out with some dead people too 😪

I started playing The Mortuary Assistant, and now my obsession with all things paranormal has emerged again. If i ever have to stop wrestling, I know what i wanna do. I feel like i can tolerate the dead better than actual living and breathing people.