The Satellite Cluster In The Rosette Nebula

annoying the shit out of u is a love language that i'm fluent in

Why are you making a cake.

My ass does NOT know how to make a cake

Stay true to yourself and all that, unless you're a little freaky, then you gotta go in the hole.

Whispering sweet nothings to my computer to reassure it everything will be fine as I forcibly kill it for the third time (press and hold the off button).

the weird little girl to strange little man pipeline

My spirit soars where the air goes thin.

The bitter feeling of having to get up in the morning.

The Love of Souls, Jean Delville, 1900

Can I pack a small cardboard box and put a plant and desk lamp in it.

i'm the boss i'm in charge