not now honey daddy’s busy sending pictures of a man in his 60s with his shirt unbuttoned to a groupchat so we can all call him a whore. yeah it’s gonna be a while.
“if there was anyone to ever get through this life with their heart still intact they didn’t do it right” andrew i’m trying to escape seasonal depression don’t do this to me rn
i love u andrew
i was in the grocery store and saw an onion on the ground and picked it up, absently saying “poor little guy.” behind me a teenage girl started laughing and then stopped and went “aww. i’m sorry for laughing. that’s nice actually.” and the cycle of cruelty is broken for another generation as a young person realizes that it is not embarrassing to have empathy for another thing that was once living, because certainly to be a lone white onion rolling on the ground in a supermarket would be terrifying to anyone
this actually is rewiring my brain as we speak
*fills my own schedule with events and tasks that are fun or good for me*
Well what the fuck. Where’s my seven daily hours of dicking around time.
show them no shrimpathy
i may be attracted to that old man