friendly ghost

i believe in saiki k supremacy

crying throwing up adulthood is an insult to the thesis of my being which is the existential equivalent of scrounging loose change and hoping its enough for nicotine, caffeine, and focalin. wtfwtfwtf b!tch just puke out something of substance already

lowkey miss my middle school energy and propensity for creativity without too much fear of judgement. i’d just write and post and write and post and i didn’t give a singular fvck

remember when we used to say “lol here’s a new chappie for you uwu” like homie what kind of complex did we have to think that was quirky or funny or whatever-the-fvck

sorry for the late posts on if or is. been a bit shaky aligning edits with a new idea i decided to insert last minute. who says halloween can't be celebrated into novemeber?

happy halloween y’all. i wrote something. a spooktacular short story called “if or is” that’ll be updated through the big day. enjoy!

relistening to dear evan hansen after over a year and i actually started crying

luberto make brain go brrrr

btw i updated my rant book if any of you guys feel like listening to me complain for a solid 2k or so

all i'm saying is that if you're over the age of 12 and can't put your dishes in the sink kindly fvck off