grox:
grox:
When a man falls in love with and marries a small bug, it is fated the bug never love him back. Or at least, is fated to remain unclear. The man can delude himself, and that’s all that matters. He can treat the bug well, or treat it poorly, it will be a service regardless. The bug will eventually die, the man may or may not find a new bug. None of it matters to you, or even to me
[Gets up from the wooden chair you brought out for me and leaves a butt imprint as if it were a couch]
the line between not going out as an act of self-care and not going out as a symptom of depression is but a gossamer thread
(via usiasiusia)
the only way to build character in massachusetts is drinking dunkin donuts coffee even tho you hate it. but if you drink it bc you like it you’re cucked
The Times, Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, August 7, 1898
