Hey girl, sorry for being a little low energy last night!!!! I’m cursed to carry around The Anvil of Grief & it was just especially heavy yesterday
Last day of summer. No more beach selfies, no more spritzes, no more nonsense about how much you love your friends. This is the season of hard liquor and hard nights
Sorry for being so weird at the party the other day. You’re a wonderful host, but it turns out that I was in the “refusing the call” stage of the hero’s journey so I was being a little unreasonable
(glancing up over my reading glasses to see my son break his last lockpick in the The Elder Scrolls IV: Oblivion lockpicking minigame before turning my gaze swiftly back down at the funny pages and mumbling around the mouthpiece of my pipe) creditable effort my boy
men will say the most horrendous shit about women and if you react to it you will have 100 people in your quotes mocking you for ''falling for rage bait'' we cant even be angry at misogyny anymore, now everything is ''just rage bait''
im glad this is having a moment, because every year or so i am afflicted by what i call “say anything psychosis”, which is a period of 2-3 weeks where i can only listen to this album and genuinely believe it’s one of the greatest records of all time