If you have to poop at a show please dear god just go to the bathroom lmao I’ve pooped my pants as much as the next 29 year old but you guys gotta understand there’s a venue worker out there with a 1000 yard stare after dealing with that
my cat is licking himself loudly and wetly, somewhere in this pitch-black room, and it sounds like there's an old man eating a bowl of chili in the dark with me
when someone asks me to go out and i say yes without thinking about my crippling savings account because time is meant to be wasted with friends and money is meant to be spent and the world is meant to be experienced and life is meant to be lived
one time i went over to a friends house a bit earlier than planned, they were still eating dinner, so their mom told me to sit in the living room while they finished their meal as to not disrupt them anymore than i already had.
Am i insane did nobody else find that sort of thing horrific as a child?? Some of my worst memories are my friends’ parents, who were nearly strangers to me, “disciplining” me however they pleased because I happened to be in their house