Protect my posts. Protect me.

Girl vomited on subway last night and everyone did the nyc thing and left her alone. Debated checking in with her and eventually did. The tipping point for me? Seeing The Passion According to GH poking out of her bag. Immediately thought “you are not in a good place right now.”

I don’t know what I’m going to be for Halloween. But I am definitely going to be some kind of Victim.

I decided to firmly pull myself from the depressive mire of last week and really what pushed me over that hill was waking up and seeing this. Immediate introjection. Its message lives inside me now.

Awak. Which you might not have thought from this picture. Oh but life does have its surprises!

Did we all love well tonight

Imagining the sense of resignation and defeat in the person who thinks they’re finally getting away from it and then BOOM! Booby trap suicide fan.

Let’s march on singers.

Jocelyn subtweet.

Such a good bit...

Guys who you ghost after receiving mid head love to hit you up by intermittently texting the "👋" emoji and tapping you at incredibly precise intervals

Gm.

The sushi salad from Tashkent is a sick pervert's meal. Like if they made a happy meal for perverts, because it makes perverts happy. Anyway I'm on my second of the day.

How beautiful... soundcloud.com/703863-4357/m…

I need Iggy Pop's vocals on my track.