sixteen years later, same damn story.

another donkey? oh yeah, whateva, i’m down with nature.

oh hey, just hanging out with a donkey in france, no big deal.

living on the wild side.

why the hell do toasters include a setting so high that it will burn any bread into a charred hunk of coal?

great indie pop band with not enough listeners, Summer Fiction. check out his bandcamp to listen to his debut album, 2010’s self-titled effort.

i was 4 years old in preschool, and one day on the playground another boy bit my penis through my pants.

if my understanding is correct, tumblr is like when i used to have a facebook and would post links to funny pictures, important news stories, meaningfully opinionated blog posts i’d written, and music suggestions, all of which everyone would blissfully ignore - save for that one girl who had a fanatic crush on me since sophomore year of high school - but now all of those posts are concentrated into one conveniently isolated feed in the depths of the internet!

I’M IMPORTANT, LISTEN TO ME.