left some things on my stoop today. it seems no one wants susanna moore’s 1995 novel ‘in the cut’ or my dvd copy of dracula 3000 starring coolio. tasteless.

idk why i thought this would work but when i took out my medusa piercing the first thing i did was see if i could shoot water through the hole. it wasn’t possible and i was really disappointed

finally learning a thing or two about financial literacy but it’s too late cuz we’re all about to be poor no matter what

i want podcasts to be illegal (except for the two that i like)

trying to decide if i could be on survivor

taking melatonin and then watching rage bait on the internet is kinda like taking an upper and a downer at the same time

styling is giving yassified lois griffin

having an ice cold diet coke FROM THE CAN (not the bottle) in my cute new apartment never kill urself life is worth living

war plans getting exposed on drug dealer messaging app god bless america my home sweet home

great now i have to add ch*****l r**n to my muted words

hey guys so propping up your way too drunk friend at the bar like it’s weekend at bernies instead of just getting them home is weirdo behavior lmao

she kinda looks like the morally corrupt faye resnick here

wait. is this fucking play about us?

not worried about the recession bc i am going to learn how to count cards

the p!nkification of a broadway star

how do broke ppl end up at coachella idgi

and while you are in casa amor i am in brooklyn trying to survive in this economy, working!!!

get her, jade!

the amount of bagels i’ve eaten in the last month or so is my biggest personal recession indicator yet

getting really into story liking