I just found out that my girlfriend named her main go-to Pokémon after me. In the words of Chandler Bing: “can I BE any more wet?”

Got a pot of dildumbo cooking.

*sigh* Imma be down til I’m dead in the ground

Real love is a beautiful butch sending you photos of dinosaur fossils to think about because you’re expecting a physically and mentally taxing day at work.

I got a bunch of my hair chopped off and I fw it

“Liberate tutemet ex inferis”

TOULET SELFIE

Trying on clothes at the thrift store. Caution: my boobs. Jumpsuit was way too small I couldn’t get in it. Mesh top is designed to be worn OVER something else. I got it though. I bought the dress too.

HELL POINT

My girlfriend’s review of feet, having never seen them: “Bro what the fuck is wrong with your fingers”

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Do any musicians want to trade bandcamp download codes with me?

Also: I think I have Nintendo Thumb. Kinda sucks.

Coal Chamber was one of the best bands of the nu metal era, and their self titled album is perfect.

I’m listening to Green Day’s Dookie for the first time in at least 20 years and I’m surprised that I still remember most of the lyrics. It is a certified banger from start to finish.

I’m having a good hip day. Enjoy the tasteful view.

Unashamed take: the last two minutes and ten seconds of Korn’s“Faget” is a great example of dynamics in a heavy song from the early 90s, and is one of their best moments.

RIP Kaleb Horton kalebhorton.ghost.io/2025-so-far/

Self care girlies watching car crash videos

I’m in my cool girl era

I feel like such a rich preppy kid because technically I have money but like I “can’t touch it because my dad (the IRS) will kill me (kill me)”

I’m literally a cute lil gremlin. Also huh I kinda just realized I can like, just show my nipples on here. And like, no one can stop me. Huh.

Like Sméagol except I don’t think I’m brave enough to rock a loincloth like that.

Got too much fuckin shit on me j/k come see my band play in Huntington at Calling Bell tonight wearing this cute top

Excuse me my eyes are up here.

Wearing a body suit but I’m lazy so I’m just pulling it aside so I can poop

Toilet selfie and a bag of skittles that has far too many orange and green even though I can’t prove it.

Can we still just blame Saddam Hussein for this?

Twenty years ago my friends and I realized how fucked up the idea of a drink called “Irish Car Bomb” was so we would partake in a round of “9/11 Bombers” every September. Two 12oz glasses of Bud and a shot of Arak dropped into each, chugged 17 minutes apart while screaming “NEVER FORGET.”

Fuck it. Posting some feet on main.

Hanging out in a cemetery like a real goth/ Midwife live omg/ I had good lighting/ fanny p(r)ac(tical)

🎶 “Apple bottom jeans Bag with the skull Earrings with the skulls Head with the skull” 🎶

Keep honking I’m flipping over my Coal Chamber self-titled cassette tape and wiping up the chamomile tea I spilled in my lap

Gays cruisin’ in the park/ Peter Steele Memorial Bench/ WASP NEST/ She said yes (when the jewelry store lady asked her if she wants to buy this ring for herself)!

The girls have been girlin’ lately.

New achievement on public transit: making the meathead sitting next to me so uncomfortable by refusing to cede any of my MTA-given space for him to spread his legs or broaden his shoulders unnecessarily that he decides it isn’t worth it and stands for the rest of the trip.

My band is playing a show! I made the flyer!

Peeking over the stall door, I can hold a camera in my bra, commute home views, we got each other flowers (asking gays to take our photo pt. 2)

Candid bar shot, still life, toilet selfie, asking gays to take our photo

Seeing our name on a sign, hamming it up onstage, walk in the park with a pretty lady, my entire fuckin tooth in my hand

LOL THEY KEEP DOING IT

Jack showing off a photo I took of him for his birthday in a motorcycle garage, a tiny car getting a normal-sized ticket I saw while getting donuts before I found out I have to get one of my teeth pulled (unrelated), and two goobers being sickos in public

My band is playing in Queens in less than two weeks! Y’all should come!

Two broads upon our thrones

Tell me you work with a buncha men without telling me you work with a buncha men.

Warm night out with a cutie

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