Ah Yes,

Ah yes,

Multiple sclerosis paint

When you pet your cat on the head and they get up and follow you to your room so you can snuggle

As long as Costco exists, my hatred for it will burn bright and hot enough to eclipse the rising sun. If ever I am forced to enter such a place, sweat will bead on my forehead, and you can know that my mortal flesh has stopped the formation of our solar system’s second star.

the lights at costco are bright enough to replace the sun. we no longer need our own sun.

Sometimes I think a thought and then think “that could be a tumblr post”, and then I decide to spare you.

just like me fr