
haven’t been on here for years, but I’m at my parents’ trying to write my first grad school paper and i made my dad take my phone away from me so this is my one source of procrastination
Absolutely.

here,
this pavement. it breathes.
it carries his weight, still.
the grass has been worn thin
from rubber bicycle tires
of children who avoid passing
through here.
here,
where it was done.
Further tales from my brother’s DnD adventures: one of his friends had a character that was two gnomes in a trench coat. Even the DM didn’t know (despite the player’s comment that his character had abnormally short arms, and his penchant for asking WHERE enemies had landed a hit) until one of them died.
every anti-milk post on this website only fuels my milk-drinking ways and makes me stronger. im drinking milk right now
What if Mike was short for Micycle
every now and then theres a text post that gets stuck in my damn head. here it is. im never going to be free of micycle