i love that my internet provider sent me an email thanking me for qualifying for their low income discount. basically, “thank you for being poor and here’s a little reminder that you are poor”
i’ll never remember ur name but i’ll always remember ur face, that ur left shoelace was untied, u blinked an abnormal amount which made me wonder if u were desperately looking to get away from me cuz i was annoying u, and u had a dog named Tyson
someone wanted to stop and pet my dog, so i stop, they bend down, but my dog just dodges them, hot steps past them, and in that moment he was my hero. i wish i had the guts to evade unwanted social interactions with such confidence
i have a tupac shirt and three people have come up asking who is in my shirt. i’m old enough now i lived thru tupac dying, conspiracists vowing he was alive, confirming he died, and now he’s not recognizable on a graphic tee
never understood cuffing season, sounds like looking for company cuz u’re lonely. i’m lonely but have plenty of company in the form of depression, anxiety, ocd, add…if anything i would like to uncuff for a season