Not Now Kitten. Daddys Writing A Post For The Three People Who Always Give Him Notes On Tumblr

not now kitten. daddy’s writing a post for the three people who always give him notes on tumblr

dreadful existential melancholy is my ideal writing mood and i'm not happy about it. like why does my brain function like that. what did i do to you

comforting friends and they're just the right size to put my head on top of theirs or theirs in the crook of my neck when we hug

i love being tall

adding a love triangle to the story i'm writing because i'm feeling messy

activated the black and white filter on my phone to limit screentime late, but i'm just regressing to black and white television trying to decode images and art posts without color

the secret to a healthy life is cramming all your unhealthy habits into the evening so they don't disrupt your day and you can actually live but you don't have to actually address the problems that much