ominous bumper sticker in my neighborhood

hmmm maybe the real reason i don’t like sandwiches is because when u eat a sandwich and then your body is like You Ate Something We Hated you don’t even get to pretend to yourself that you’ve figured out what the thing is that makes you sick (you didn’t) and that you’ll avoid it from now on (you won’t). it’s a sandwich there’s like seven things in there. it could be anything

that-hippie-nerd:

wetorturedsomefolks:

the fucking motion blur on this is killing me

Why were you looking up bread though

i like reading wikipedia articles about bread fucking sue me

memecage:

It’s an insightful answer at the very least

i can feel the edges of where i could tip over into a weird and yawning sadness, but i’m not doing it! everything is fine. today i have lain on the grass both productively and unproductively, and consumed a lunch without repercussions. i am very much inside my body, but that’s okay, it feels all right in here. not great, but just fine. i am writing a poem that can seem to trap the reader in a loop, but actually there’s a way to get out. that’s the feeling for today: you can get trapped in a loop, but you can also get out.