fleeting thoughts.

jk, i re-installed. i have no will.

holy shit, i actually did it. i deleted instagram off my phone.

online shopping is the best worst thing.

fall is beautiful and i miss mac miller

the self-titled slipknot album holds up. i will die on that hill.

as i fully transitioned into the season of weed and anime, i will be calling this my weedbo-era.

considering an instagram vacation. even typing that feels terrifying. probably means i should do it.

sometimes i feel like i need an emotional crash test dummy to test my feelings out on. really put em’ through the paces.

keep the internet weird, but the good kind.

if you play your cards right, your thirties are when being weird goes from a debuff to a buff.