The upstanding, down smoking, Zeus MacGoose

Sodden heaving street nods the head with sleep.

virginia woolf's 1931 new years resolutions: “to have none. not to be tied. to be free & kindly with myself. sometimes to read, sometimes not to read. to go out, yes—but stay at home in spite of being asked. as for clothes, i think to buy good ones”

Truth, Purity, and That Scene from Ratatouille open.substack.com/pub/rxflx/p/tr…

The legacy of the floating chair

next mission: kick the ego out of my poetry

On the issues that arise from trying to fuck the meaning of life:

Always given the top bunk in hostels because they know I’ve the soul of an intrepid adventurer

by age 25 you should have: - a great taste in music - ZERO savings - a deeply embarrassing social reputation

Who up eating they bleak winter euro dinner

sharp january

sharp january needles the leg-crease theres suspicion before each heel-fall to grace the floor since i let go the glass and dropped pins a-thorn my pocket

was giving relationship advice in a language I barely speak at 6am at the udon spot man y’all not bourdainmaxxing more than me I’m the real traveler

david lynch :(

Mama, the red wine burns like fire

hahah cant believe you actually listened to the song rec that i recommended to you what a loser because i thought you'd like it lol lame

Being given faith… the freedom to have trust in what you are doing… golly

now i have written out my stimulants

Goodbye twitter. Not deleting my account but logging out for good.