i miss them (fictional character i think about literally every single day)

I am once again thinking about digging holes

It's so fucked up that digging a bunch of holes works so well at reversing desertification

I hate that so much discourse into fighting climate change is talking about bioenginerring a special kind of seaweed that removes microplastics or whatever other venture-capital-viable startup idea when we have known for forever about shit like digging crescent shaped holes to catch rainwater and turning barren land hospitable

being so fr with you all we need to drastically accelerate anti-car propaganda.

we need to make it so clear to future generations that we no longer tolerate a world where you cannot conveniently go for a walk or get a coffee or get groceries without a car

they should invent a type of kiss that is on my lips right now

Spoke to the stars about you once. They said you have a soft heart but allow emotion to consume you too quickly

ALT

oh uh. scuse me. just a lil snail crossing your dash

the aesthetics of supernatural make me want to scream. it starts with dark foggy nights, lonely roads, morning dew on a windshield, black coffee with a vintage book, moving shadows and goosebumps and slowly fades into dark parallels. angel wings and demon eyes, a beautiful blade dripping with blood, burgers and fries paired with liquor and tears, classic rock playing over last breaths. its indescribable.

my first favorite hobby is yapping. second is being extremely quiet and not talking ever at all ever.

um guys.. I just found out I have trouble opening up to people because no one ever really checked in on me growing up, that's crazy

quick question does anyone wanna make out