nowadays people are like, "hey, what time is it?" and you're like, "it's march 12, 2025."

it feels right.

43 yr old molted lava anger supreme logging on.

hello, I hope on a regular basis.

[ no one around me for miles] AND WE CAN BUILD THIS DREAM TOGETHER STANDING STRONG FOREVER NOTHING'S GONNA STOP US NOW

In the mirror

good evening. midlife hormonal anxiety has me by the throat.

excuse me, you left me on the top shelf again.

a nice clean crisp abyss

slow crawling, heart beating backwards. eyes open and brain dead.

earth as space parasite

my dog is in heat and all she wants to do is cry and hump her bed ☹️

Do you or do you not want to stop wandering the wilderness

They sit in comfort

i’m not the unconscious projected manifestation of a hologram i used to be

one my favorite things to do this time of year is attach 12 foot yard skeletons to the giant roadside crosses you find down here in the south

I'm getting day drunk and spoiled today.

Fresh hair

still coming to terms with fact that we have to tuck in our shirts again.

when they see something down the hallway that you don't

it hits like you should know better by now.

gather your friends and get in. winter is coming.

i don't intend to be any better here than i was over there.

this is a chocolate lab appreciation account.

somewhere in between an allergy attack and a hot flash.

if you look deep into my eyes you can faintly see a little me behind the tinted glass of my irises dragging a rake through a zen garden

American Horror Story: Open Plan Office Layout

yes to all if you do it right.

i thought this was bob dylan real quick

let me know when we can post videos so i can show you how i bathe in my homemade spaghetti sauce.

At least on bluesky we are blissfully unaware of current events

anyway, I got over it.

might post my first post.