not rlly sure how tumblr works but heres knife wife and the babygirl antichrist
MY BIRTHDAY IS IN 2 DAYS!!!!
current phrases i say:
- “i’m so dead”
- “i canNOTTTT”
- (when upset/when the kids do smthn at work that make me upset and i cannot cuss) “are you being for real?”
- “STOPPPP”
I died but I came back exactly the same. You though, I came back and you were wrong. Did the fact of my dying really damage you that much? Was bringing me back worth what it cost you? Would it have been better to just leave me?
Ooo I got calced
experience i had today
apparently the peacock is:
1) known to my father and no other members of my family
2) someone’s pet
3) named (father cannot remember the name)
4) something my father has wanted to encounter forever. he is now extremely jealous that i encountered the mystery backroads peacock
dude you should have been at the club last night it was insane. the dj was playing the lament and funeral of hector from the iliad and everyone was beating their breasts and tearing open their garments. at the end we all built up a funeral pyre in the middle of the dance floor and set it aflame. we were all feeling the inherent human connection through millennia old poetry, it was wild