Not An Original Thought Huh

not an original thought huh

Sylvia Plath, from The Unabridged Journals [ID in alt text]

she Franklin on my D til i Roosevelt

as a phrase, “she [x] on my [x] til’ i [x]” only is funny if on either side of a spectrum. either the phrase ends so specific to a sexual action it’s a smart joke (for example, “she strogan me off til i beef” uses the word “beef stroganoff’ but also makes a “stroking off” joke, making it clever wordplay.) or it makes so little sense that it ends up funny from the absurdity of deciphering what type of sexual action could even be taking place. (example: when my roomate the other night asked to hand them a sanpelligrino and then said “she san on my pelli til’ i grino” which begs the question of what ‘sanning’ is, what a ‘pelli’ repersents in terms of human genitalia and what ‘grinoing’ could possibly be.)

my toxic trait is that you cannot get me off wikipedia to save my life

on wikipedia straight up "learning it". and by "learning it" i mean, lets just say.. information

i somehow feel more stupid trying to be friends with someone than i do when i have a crush on them

liking someone platonically is so embarrassing like. yeah i admire you. yeah i think about you all the time. yeah i look forward to every time i see you even if it's only for a minute. yeah it's all platonic and yeah i couldn't explain this because it'd sound romantic. fucking hell

Bothersome beast, comforting friend