“The forest was shrinking but the trees kept voting for the axe, for the axe was clever and convinced the trees that because his handle was made of wood he was one of them.”
"woah dude did you hear what clavicular said to tristan tate?"
no. i didnt. i heard an ancient wind gently caress the reeds that lined a teeming creek. i watched and wept as a great chorus of frogs and owls and crickets and sprites raised up their voices to the glory of God
people who started adderall as a young child: “it stole a part of my soul which will never be returned to me”
people who started adderall as an adult: “everything i have and everything i am is granted by the blessings of my daily meth”