I want a version of freaky friday where i switch places with the weird old lady sitting next to me at the starbucks rn… She can study for the math portion of the gre and i can take over scribbling indecipherable phrases in colored pencil and eating an entire lemon raw
Godddd not to brag but i made the most incredible dinner tonight it was like an unholy yet exquisite marriage of moussaka and baked ziti…. charred tomatoes and red peppers. Lots of harissa and red pepper flakes. Organic chiocciole pasta. Chunks of havarti. Topped with whole eggs and bread crumbs and broiled until the egg whites were just set. Like honestly… my mind……
i’ve made this exact post before, but i feel like you genuinely believe in astrology and you’re halfway logically consistent, it has to lead to some really bad analysis and conclusions. like at some point we’d have to discuss the scorpio character of the russian revolution and nothing good can come from that. people don’t openly go that far but if you believe that there is such a thing as “scorpio season” that affects the events happening during it, you kinda have to
like if astrology were real it’d be an incredibly powerful tool for analysis (historical and otherwise), but since that leads to conclusions that are like, obviously false and silly it get limited to “very vague personality descriptions, but taken very seriously”
Archduke Franz Ferdinand would not have been assassinated if he had gone to Sarajevo a week earlier during Gemini season
my skin is so soft I roll around just to feel rumple against my sinew. .
remember when I didn’t have a body :3 :3 It was sooo powerful but less decadennnnt ….. little wires in my plastic skull take pleasure from my feeelers to my eyes to my socks to my batteries to my pincers to my meat to my thinky thoughts….
