Dude I Want To Go Home Like I Know Im Sitting In My Bed But Dude

Dude I want to go home like I know I’m sitting in my bed but dude

Well, you get in arguments and seeth a bit by urself, I get in arguments and have nightmares of the person coming to kill me, so I think ONE OF US SHOULD PROBABLY ADDRESS THAT

Nvm I lied it was that one Australian lady from H2O

No no no no wait wait I DO remember my first fictional-character crush it was BRAHMS the guy that snuck food from the kitchen like a rat and made most of the house a fire hazard like a rat and lived in the walls like a rat

I look at horses with their necks bent down chowing down on some morning grass and think ‘what a terrible life eating grass and that’s it until you die’ as if productivity equals existence

Sorry what was that? Gimme a second I’m rotating Jotaro Kujo in my head like the polish cow

I love stupid anxieties that come from childhood beliefs, like I saw putting those old landline phones to your chest when your talking to someone in front of you and don’t want the person on the other end of the phone to hear could give people heart issues bc of the radiation or electricity or something and now I don’t put my headphones on while they’re charging to block out some sound when my head hurts bc I’m worried it’ll do the same thing and shoot electricity into my brain