you will be remembered as the man who couldn't save the world. there's your epitaph.

in my dreams i am kissing your mouth and you're whispering "where have you been?" i say, "i've been lost but i'm here now. you're the only person who has ever been able to find me."

A reminder for today.

on earth, it will matter little that we met, our days like rivers at the mouth of a sea so cold, so quiet, so blue.

despite everything, it's still you.

... it's still me. I'm still me. Nothing bad, just... thinking.

I... holy shit, okay, I wake up and Bad Truant is now real.

Had a great past-life birthday with the people I care about, yeah? Thanks to everybody who sent in well-wishes.

Your mind is a beautiful and strange place, prettyboy.

They like me because I'm large and cook— Post cancelled I just looked up what Koopas are based off of and this ugly shame of God came up.

you can't outrun grief no matter how hard you try you can't outrun grief no matter how hard you try you can't outrun grief no matter how hard you try you can't outrun grief no matter how hard you try you can't outrun grief no matter how hard you try you can't outrun grief no matt

Research on supernatural bullshit gets grating sometimes.