And I wanted to make Alison Roman’s dilly bean stew silly frilly. I don’t have frills. Dilly bean stew. Wanted to go home right after but I was so hungry. Got a burger, some fries from the dining hall. An episode of The Golden Girls, again, I ought to try to watch an episode of the Dick Van Dyke Show. Imagine me blinking. I don’t have as many eyelashes as I did when I was younger, I think. Mascara may be due, or eyeliner in pitch dark hue. I went home. Gasoline cars – analog dials are such an aesthetic, and God, the way the speedometer and the RPM meter are intertwined. Hybrid cars decouple the two, separating speed from engine activity, interesting isn’t it? Home. Home through a dirty windshield. Like I had a cataract, and really, I need to clean my glasses too.
"[Growing up] is hard and nobody understands." // https://www.homestuck.com/story/2391