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"I am not a plant killer," Davey says primly, glaring at the shrivelled leaves as if they've personally wronged him. "The plants simply refuse to match my energy despite being invited into my space. And if my therapist is to be believed, that's their problem."
Jack raises an eyebrow as he snips off another yellowing leaf.
"So murdering your poor monstera is self-care, then?"
"Yes." Davey nods curtly. "Girlboss. Slay. Et cetera."
Jack shoots him an amused look, and he at least has the decency to blush a little.
"Look, I don't claim to know the lingo-!"
"No, no," Jack chuckles as he presses more soil around the freshly trimmed roots. "Girlboss, slay, et cetera - I get you. I'm pickin' up what you're puttin' down, Jacobs."
rb with your most common recurring theme in your nightmares. mine is pregnancy
more david byrne fanart? i guess that this must be the place
maybe the real black magic was the medications we picked up along the way (draining my body of its everyday uses until I get stronger but just you wait)
thoughts
wuv ez amd roma. i take one of them in each hand and jam them against each other
And sometimes…
A different option
[ a different option]
In some circumstances
But I’ll never tell you
Thanks, Anon!
-submit your poll!-
oughhhh i just wanna craft all day!!!!!!!! wtf is work??????? I want to ephemera journals and sew!!!!
But most intensely love for that other thing, the sound-absorbent screen, life’s white machine, shadows massing in the middle distance, although that’s not even close, the texture of et cetera itself
Lerner, Leaving the Atocha Station
Do u ever just think about the fact that the old fairy tales of wicked fey scheming to steal your life, your soul, your personality by getting your name, your home, your story, have come true in the form of advertisers buying and selling consumer data?