Today I Picked Up A Peice Of Ice That Was On My Driveway; I Dropped It And It Went Pchiechewchh Like

alllrighty, mb sleep deprived or mb adhd acting up

i have two ways of processing information-- the first is thinking about how it tastes, the second is a game of associations

i met my son today his name is dingle weezer and he is pregnant

anybodys skin incessantly crawl or is it just me

we are BAWLING

nevertheless, we ball

glimpse into my beautiful imaginary world where arthropods are really big and we domesticated them

edit: people are starting to say some "my worst nightmare" or "eeeww no that one is yucky and scary" comments on this like they do on any bug post and id like to say. it's fine if you don't like bugs it's fine if you're scared of bugs but don't put that on MY post clearly talking about how much i like them and how cute i think they are. you can make your own damn post about how much you hate wasps or spiders or whatever. i'm blocking people who make these kinds of comments.

if i postpone my oncoming crisis enough i could avert it with the fifth mainia episode this week :D

oh what a time to be american

i like adding secret meaning to my words-- like how neurotypical people do it

HE DIED

i met my son today his name is dingle weezer and he is pregnant