Cookie Clicker (cosmic Horror)

Damn, I've terribly neglected.. how could this happen!?

She seemed intoxicated, only rather by exhaustion, than by whatever laced the cigarettes she'd rolled up that morning. One was just about to go out between her fingers. I took it from her, inhaled it back to life before tossing it onto the ground. It was weed, at least a third of it, tho the filters she used mellowed the taste.  She looked at the bud somewhat saddened. 'Seventeen', she said, drawing a little x in the air with her finger. That was way too many, but she'd been cutting back admirably for weeks, and today was a rough day.  I sighed. I swear, I thought, as who knows how many times before, if one more beloved soul leaves this wretched earth before mine, I'll cease.  I looked at her then. Knowing I could never intentionally leave her behind, I sighed again, took a seat & lit me one of hers. Enough time to be responsible tomorrow..

listen, sometimes I just wanna drop everything & live off of intentionally obscure art

To clear up the confusion

I'm a they-bi

so, ya know, just message me :3

them: sit straight / sit like a lady

my queer ass:

I tell the truth more often than it seems.

people just tend not to take you seriously

when you talk about things in a tone™

with shining eyes & a manic smile..

One more reason to move abroad: homeschooling in Finland is so damn hard, expensive and socially unexpected/alien, that it’s practically impossible for an average parent to do.

Guy: *to my sister* ...so your sister's basically a rat, you know that?

Sis: I'll take that. They're clean & clever creatures

I wanna play 7 in Heaven With strangers in neon lights Feeling a little too high