Just A Thought.

and it still went HARD

wilbur sang the fall for us while his voice was literally dying and his guitar had four fucking strings on it i do not think we appreciate this man enough actually

i will peel the shine from the stars and give it to you my endless sunlight

comedian : “something universally understood ami right?”

100000 people : yes take our money

may this year be kinder and gentler to you

i am atrocious with people

so truly bad at it.

Because I can be the smoothest motherfucker around- IF i don’t really care about the people’s opinions.

As soon as I start to actually like the person and look for approval. That’s when things go to shit. I start worrying about everything.

I’ve been advised that just “going for it” is the best approach. I am going to do that in spite of my incredibly and inexorable chaotically fearful habits.

hhh wish me luck.

happiness kind of feels like an effervescent state of being that is endlessly removed from me

i still have hope though I suppose

Fun quarentine activity: Sprinkle grass killer in the shape of a body on your lawn and when the grass dies it will look lile someone is buried there then one day dig out the hole and if your neighbors ask act nervous and say someone else must have done it

more fun activity for people living by farmland: crop circles in the shape of a giant. bonus point if you surround the area with beanstalks 

sometimes you just come across a storyteller who knows how to pull heartstrings like a harpist. I keep those close to my chest.

corona is spreading like butter on warm toast. stay inside. dont spread butter

would you care for a little drop of sky to keep you company on your travels?