im so mad and hormonal and anxious that i threw up, but only a little because all i had today was two cups of tea. today i thought about broken glass for a long time and the way things don’t feel good when they should. i want to cry but i don’t like the way i can’t breathe through my nose when i do so ill just stare at the ceiling with my jaw clenched until i fall asleep.
me when i’m too high: no, you can’t have “an empty cup of water”, it’s just an empty cup. “empty cup of water” is paradoxical because there is no “cup of water” because it’s empty.
*i’m alone in my room*
Anonymous asked: please tell us more about this mr lies album ;)
the album comes as a giant candle that you have to burn for 69 days and then take the disc of melted wax to a secret location contained on on a flashdrive at the center of the candle where you have to press the record yourself using a mysterious device (bring guns there are many dangerous animals at the secret location, bits of snacks might also calm them)
sometimes i wonder how many people have gotten my tattoo since it randomly got a gajillion notes last year. ive seen a lot of people say they were going to on this dingus web site but who knows