Speechless. The Pose. The Expression. This Should Be A Painting.

it’s literally homophobic that it's almost the end of pride month and I still don't have a boyfriend

Me, a shitty little Canadian, shopping in Canada: Okay. Last item is frozen strawberries. Yay

In the frozen department: [A series of plain white bags with red fruit on them, all flipped to the French side]

Me: Oh hell yeah c'est framboises

Me: (grabs two)

Me, arriving home with deux sacs ds frambois congelée, remembering I havent spoken fluent french in over 10 years: Ah. Mes fraisers

hope you motherfuckers go bankrupt for real this time

Hi boss sorry I'm late, the night sky was alight with every colour of the rainbow while only the strongest stars shone through. Yeah, there was even this one point where it all converged right overhead and it was just so cool and looked like a bird or butterfly or something. Really made me realise how small I am in the grand scheme of everything, you know?

Yeah so anyways I'm contemplating the meaning of life now so I might not be in today.

Christophe Jacrot

This must be what they mean by voices in your head

did you guys know about this oc stuff. you can just make a guy. big if true

Posting all of the pills that make you green comics here now, enjoy? I guess?

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Videos of Fireworks

I have a video of fireworks on my phone. The image and audio quality aren't great, and the camera shakes at some points, but it still made me happy in a melancholy sort of way.

I remember taking that video. I was laying back on the wet grass, leaning on my longboard with the hot chocolate I made an extra trip home to make for the fireworks. I managed to find a nice little spot just off the path with an opening in the trees, perfectly framing the fireworks. I was probably sitting in goose poop the entire time without knowing it.

I usually don't take pictures or videos of the things I do; I'd rather be present in the moment and not worrying about how it will look later, if I even look at it again later. But this time I thought it important that I take a video. I didn't want to forget them. I don't know why. It's not like these fireworks were any different or grander than any other fireworks I'd seen throughout my life. Maybe it's good that I recorded them this time. I don't remember the fireworks themselves that well after all. Instead, I remember the air still heavy from rain, worrying about mosquitos I never saw, leaning back against my longboard on a slightly summer evening, wearing my favorite plaid to stave off a chill, with a perfect mug of hot chocolate. I remember watching the sky continue to darken on my ride home. I don't remember the colours, but I remember the feeling of peace and freedom as I rode down the middle of an empty road on a beautiful night.

Huh, maybe it is good that I took that video.

please do not ask me what my plans for the future are, im quite literally still not convinced that i am even a real person