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A DEMON WHERE MY BRAIN SHOULD BE

I know I barely re/tweet these days, and that's for a myriad of reasons, but I need a more secluded outlet for how I'm feeling currently. So, if you wanna follow my alt (@rockandrollporn), I'll be over there screaming and banging my head against the digital wall.

Happy 20 years of Shrek 2! To celebrate, we are proud to unleash the official trailer for Shrek 2 Retold, our crowdsourced, scene-for-scene remake of the greatest fairytale sequel ever told! 🪄 Coming 9/28/24 #shrek2retold

Nighttime is my time

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I'm heartbroken. Not only are the cheapest tickets $200, it's at the ONE place in the city I refuse to go to a show at again, because it's awful (@ScotiabankArena.) The worst part? I knew this is where he was probably gonna play when he announced the tour, but hoped it wasn't.

BOA IS OUT NOW EVERY WHERE 🐍🎮 RUN IT UP HOTTIES https://t.co/R4n3ASdzBk

CHEERS

You haven't washed your sheets in six months. As such, we are declaring your bed an ecological heritage site: it supports a unique oneiro-system of dream beasts, nightmare fungus, psycho-bacteria

Make my messes matter / make this chaos count

WEARY

like reaching for something just outside of your grasp

“Nobody wants to work anymore.” Nobody ever wanted to work at all. We wanted to be productive, be creative, be part of a community, be supported, be validated, and have the time and space to truly rest. No one actually wants to trade in hours of their life to “earn” necessities.

I believe humans are meant to live as the parasitic rascals of a more developed species. It's why we feel such kinship with foxes, raccoons, and other nuissance creatures. We are thieves and rogues, crushed by the mandate left to us by ancient farmers

I love watching the sunrise. I love those first few hours before and after the sunrise, too. That quiet hush everything has, even before the birds start singing, just the sense of potential as a clean slate is presented. The thrill of a reset. Things feel better after the rain.

As I lay on my couch deep in the throes of my period, a cold, and intense insomnia (usual) the daylight start to illuminate the forest tapestry on my window and it hits me; I don't like *waking up* early because I can't stay up late, BUT I love it when I'm just _still_ awake"

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May (2002) Dir. @LuckyMcKee

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SOME DAYS YOU'RE THE APPLE, SOME DAYS YOU'RE THE WORM, BABY.