Not My Candy Ass Becoming A Crab Fisherman

I know I don’t post all lot on tumblr dot com but where else am I able to shout into the void about being horn-knee and have no one bat an eye

“i can fix him” “i can make him worse” i can imagine him in little scenarios every night as i’m falling asleep

I keep drawing penis...

i wish it was socially acceptable to let out the most agonizing scream from time to time like i know it wouldn’t fix anything but it would certainly make me feel better

this whole “never repeat outfits” shit is not working for me. i get attached to one oversized sweater and that’s all you’ll see me in for a week

this will be the year I finally convince everyone to abandon New Year's resolutions in favour of Yule Boasting, the clearly superior tradition

i’ve taken a vow of uselessness

before spotify wrapped comes out i have to establish that i am not mentally well and cannot be held responsible for my listening habits