Morning. Time for my daily affirmations. I’m so pretty. I’m so pretty. I’m the prettiest girl alive. I’m so pretty. Fluoride toothpaste. SSRI. Birth control. Masturbate with CUMBLASTER9000 vibrator. Jackhammer my bean. No man could ever. Shower. Layers of makeup to cover wrinkles. Feed cat organic bison meat. I prepare my vegan JUST Egg (Water,…

T-minus 3 weeks till the road trip and wedding. I’ve been chatting with this girl for over 2 months now. I am giddy bro. We’ve been texting everyday nearly non-stop. Gm and gn messages. Memes back and forth. Phone calls. Physique posting. Videos sent. Inside jokes. Feel like I am at the doorsteps of something…

I dwell in the woods. My home is near by a field I frequent at the base of a hill, a red house sits at the apex. At first I was cautious around this house, sticking close to the field edges exclusively, but I learned they were friendly and actually welcomed me. They smile when…

I am in a writer’s block. 10 half-baked posts sitting dusty on my hard drive like condoms in a BAYC holder’s bathroom drawer. These unpublished blog posts don’t feel striking or interesting enough to post. Then I bricked my computer. Clean slate. Looking back, it was a relieving feeling. The post about my family’s first…

I noticed a man stalking me as I was parallel parking across the street from one of my favorite coffee shops. Only thing standing between me, an overpriced dirty chai latte, and a green suede couch was this man. He adorns a retro Pittsburgh Steelers jacket and is leaning on a crutch. It is like…

One of my first memories was at my parent’s first house. Summertime. Brightest day ever. Kept my left eye closed and my right squinted to the point I could barely see through my eyelashes. Hunter shooting through the brush. There was a sea of yellow in our front yard—dandelions everywhere. It made me feel like…

Gentle breeze. Dog sprawled out by my side. A Mexican coke. A dusted off lawn chair. Sun on my shoulders. Sketch pad on my lap. A picnic would be nice. Charcuterie. A linen sheet on my freshly mowed lawn. Wine? It’s a Sunday but hey—whatever. A lover? That’d be ideal. Gentle touches. I’d play a Duster album…

I decided to make a list of 10 songs I enjoy along with brief blurbs about what moods they are good for, situations they remind me of, or general reasons why I like them. Enjoy! See You in Heaven – Elliot Smith I listen to this Elliot Smith instrumental track when I am uncertain about…

So, like are you apart of milady twitter at all? Oh, nice. I’m Pseud0anon. Do we follow each other already? Nah I don’t live here, I came for the rave. This is a sample of how the majority of my conversations started at the of milady rave. I was soloing the event, the only person…

The thing I spend the most time with is my dog, I have been feeling like a dog as a consequence. I want to be loved, to be pet, to be chased around, to be given treats, and for everyone to call me a good boy. Yes cute girl I am making eye contact with…

My side profile shows off my busted nose, but I don’t mind. I like the bump on the bridge of my nose. It signals that I am not afraid of risks. It makes me look tough, like I can handle myself in a fight. My nose juxtaposes well with my friendly smile and my kind…

No one smiles in Belgium, well, at least in public. I must have looked like such a dope walking around smiling at the cobble stone streets, the markets, and all the beautiful architecture. While wandering around I would occasionally lock eyes with a stranger and give them a friendly smile like :3 and they’d return…

With the internet we have unfiltered access to all sorts of information, people, and communities. You can find anything from schizophrenic tulpamancers to Mongolian fly-fishing forums. I feel fortunate to live in an age where I can gather a variety of unique sentiments and diverse opinions from others all over the world. I have met…