We Need To Talk About Public Restrooms
Or rather, the lack thereof.
Or rather, the lack thereof.
I’m too fast.
I had to carry it home because it wouldn’t fit in the car.
A rainy day or the day after.
That gets headlines in Southern California.
Is this the male equivalent to breaking a heel?
I just spent almost exactly seven hours traveling 51 miles entirely by transit and my own two feet, and I just want to know one thing: Why does it have to be so hard? I’m too fucking tired to get into it right now, but this is definitely a topic I’m going to revisit in […]
What was this?
I will not come to you, you must come to me.
Then, I got a 21 year old camera.
And time.
The vacuum that is, my reviews are solid.
Now I have to fight the stupid one-eared squirrel to keep her from eating them all.
This is just fucking pathetic.
Dark, empty, incomplete, with another entity living inside my hollow shell.
I don’t know anything about streaming.
Fucking neighbors.
Or maybe The Window Wrattling Water Wagon?
I think it’s close to perfection.
I’m really into it.
You know what they say: It’s not the heat…
When you walked into the classroom and saw this, it was going to be a good day.
Well I have another societal rule I’d like to see observed.
Think about that.
It actual looks more real in this photo than it did IRL.
I didn’t think this was going to work, but it totally did!
Well, to a specific beach, for a specific purpose, that is.
Maybe my eyes will heal.
I just feel like no one is even trying anymore.
She does not behave like a squirrel.
I can’t figure out why.
Just chillin’ on a rock. Not a care in the world.
What is it about heavy machinery?
I saw something today, that can never be unseen. It was horrifying. I’m shook.
I’m not.
I’ve now been to the theater as many times in the past month, as I’ve been in the past 5 years.
I wasn’t chill, but the day was.
Bonnie made me a poop emoji cake.
Cuz his foot’s dead…
Technically, I took a picture of a parking space.
So, I’ll stop writing about it…after today.
This is the last, and as it so happens, only selfie I’ll take in my childhood bedroom.
I think I can, I think I can.
He’s a lizard I met today.
And there was, and it meh.
The right side of her face will never catch up.
If the after only tasted like the before, though.
1,000 words and all that.
I can’t believe it’s been 7 years since I posted that ⬆️ on Facebook.
It was two different cereals, too.