so i love peppermint candy and when i was in middle school theyd hold a candy cane sale in december, one quarter per candy cane! extremely excellent deal, except i was twelve and completely broke. so one year i scrounged for floor change for a couple of days before deciding i was desperate and stealing $20 from my mother’s nightstand 😔 it weighed on me for a full decade until a few months ago i decided to finally confess to my mom and she was like. yeah dude you came home with eighty candy canes. do you think i’m stupid
has it really been three whole years? has it only been three years?
or: how to miss something that never really leaves and how to know when something is dead or dying or sleeping. happy three year anniversary dream smp, i hope it was worth it.
david foster wallace, infinite jest (via tiktok) / tumblr replies, @goosekid / "cheater, cheater" twitter, @/mangobaii / tumblr, @hiveswap / tiktok comments, @/ashmanathletics / aeschylus: the oresteia, aeschylus / road to hell (reprise), hadestown
I don’t know who needs to hear this, but if you’re at a low point:
If you were a fictional man right now, there would be *at least* ten people if not a large portion of the fanbase that would call you their wet beast poor little meow meow