I Was Worried There Might Be Something Wrong With Me Cuz When I Walk Around Barefoot At Home I Exclusively

to be clear i am talking about my life i am sorry adam i didn’t mean to wake you love you please go back to sleep

not sure how healthy my relationship is am i really THAT forgiving or is there perhaps something off

math is stage one and occasionally stage two prove me wrong. treating math like proof of objective eternal truth is delusional. in other words FUCK pythagoras and his weirdass cult they need better reasons if they insist on murdering people also math is invented not discovered just because we all have similar delusions doesn’t make them any less delusional math is a language our brains are wired for language this doesn’t mean that distortion isn’t inherent to math or language language is also a symbol puns are stage three shakespeare is an enemy of the truth my english teacher has reported me to the counselor

holding hands in other words my boyfriend in 25 years he’s already got the long hair and the smoking though he smokes cigarettes and not blunts and because i am catholic and because he loves me we worship before the same altars wander round the same gardens gaze into the same statues and kneel beside each other on the same pews one day it will be like this and we will be older and different and maybe he will have started smoking blunts we will love each other into whatever futures we wish belonging forever in the kingdom of heaven each other’s arms