and for my final act i will worship something mortal and act surprised when it decays

at the function with a heavy heart

hmm yeah i think i’ll stay up for like 4 more hours to make sure i have a miserable fking day tomorrow

2006 will be my year

the lion does not want to go to class tomorrow.

horse walks into a bar

bartender: hey

horse: sure

what are we? we are charlie kirk

born to experience deep connections, forced to master the art of letting go

to catch a train you have to think like a train

feels like 2025 was two days ago