I'll Have To Make A Record Of This Before I Forget So,

I need both so we can learn guitar together and then go on road trip or illegally hop on a frieght train to travel across the country playing and writing song

i need a friend who knows how to play guitar so i can jam along

Them: Shake what your Mama gave you!

Me: *stuffing my Autism, childhood trauma and cooking skills into maracas*

A handfull of weeks ago I bought this really old book from a vintage store. And I don't just mean from 50 years ago or something, I mean from like 100 years ago. It's in German or something, and I can't read it. But it was so interesting I just had to bring it home. The number in the cover says 1860 and I know the book itself was around since 1881 from the first of many signatures and dates on the inside.

Im a bit cautious about touching it since it's badly damaged but here are some photos. Anyone know what language/book this is? What's it about? So curious

What I thought working in a library would be like,

What it's really like,

What it's really really like,

I can't be the only one who just

A good song which I will rewind if it comes on and I miss half the build up because I wasn't paying attention and you have to deal with it pal.

And

What the fuck why are you playing this aloud this song makes me feel like I need to take a shower, turn it off.

Some interesting ideas that I've come up with, which I think would be fun for stories. Some examples:

MC's only plot armor is being oblivious to the situation

Character duo who act like twins, hate eachother and fight (especially in serious situations) but in the end would kill others and get killed for eachother.

Almighty God bound by the constrictions of morality and constantly fights with the problems they've caused. (Probably one that cries a lot)

Bully and wimp duo, but the wimp keeps tryna fuck the bully (even better if the wimp acts like a sub-top)

Some OP badass (kill or be killed type of shit) but has a soft spot for birds (birds could also be their accomplices)

Oooo Cool! Google translate said something similar, "devotional book."

A handfull of weeks ago I bought this really old book from a vintage store. And I don't just mean from 50 years ago or something, I mean from like 100 years ago. It's in German or something, and I can't read it. But it was so interesting I just had to bring it home. The number in the cover says 1860 and I know the book itself was around since 1881 from the first of many signatures and dates on the inside.

Im a bit cautious about touching it since it's badly damaged but here are some photos. Anyone know what language/book this is? What's it about? So curious

People are scared of a lot of things, heights, needles, the dark. I'm sacred of a lot of things too. When I was a kid I was really scared of spiders, I scream and run from them anytime I even heard the word. But if I see I spider now, I won't even jump, unless they're right next to me, then I might back up. The reason I'm not scared of them as much is the fact that, spiders are my friends. I'm still cautious around them, as much as I would be if I was a giant around people's houses. Or if they can hurt me. But I'm not very scared of them anymore. Someone I still get nervous around is things that have gone bad, mostly food that's gone bad. Because there's sometimes fungus on it, and they can hurt me. But it helps calm me down if I call that mold on my tomato a friend. A friend, but certainly an unwelcome guest. It makes me less nervous putting them in the compost when I say "bye-bye" to them as I leave. It doesn't get rid of fear entirely. I don't expect it to, but it helps me understand them. The spider on my lamp was just looking for a warm spot to stay for the winter, that mold on the tomato was just decomposing it. They are just doing what they do. They both have a place in this world, screaming won't make them go away, and it won't solve any problems we'd have if they weren't here. Spiders eat and are eaten by others, they are part of a big circle, and fungus is part of that too, helping jumpstart life with fertile ground, and sometimes we get tasty mushrooms! All things are friends because they have a place in my world.

but ticks can fucking eat shit and die

take the time to appreciate the version of yourself that exists right now, in this moment

One of the games I like to play when I’m driving or whatever is to try and come up with the most out there paper titles based on the song stuck in my head.

Today’s is “Are YOU sleeping, Brother John?: a feminist deconstruction of the Christofascist child indoctrination in Frére Jacques.” and I might have to stop playing cause how will I ever top that?