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hey, you should be following fart now before he gets famous for his mad harp skillz

I don’t know what you’re talking about

ugh gross I’m being sad on main

🤖💞💖 I’m trying to find it again bud

I wanna be motivated to do weird shit like this again

alright let’s find a big enough rug

anytime i try to indulge them just for myself I feel like I’m wasting valuable time so instead I get locked into a feedback loop of making to-do lists that I never finish while being depressed that I’m not taking opportunities for self enrichment. also my hobbies are noisy so I feel intrusive

I’ve started popping off on rude customers like I’m dealing with hecklers from the stage. I realized yesterday it’s because I miss the high of being allowed to cut someone down when they deserve it. the recognition from the “crowd” that I “got their ass good” with my clever words

as a former public entertainer and addict in recovery, performing live, even just at open mics, poses its own risks. abstaining from the booze is easy, but resisting my addiction to people and attention is not and that can be just as destructive if not more

I wish I could find fulfillment in my hobbies & talents again. with the erosion of creative online spaces, the diminishing returns of that kind of validation & the disgust I’ve developed for the concept of “content creation” posting any of it feels like an exercise in manufacturing my own depression

yeah man

beelzebubs baby greens

turning the new generation of drinkers on to the malt liquor darling Schlitz

satans salad

feckless

accumulation is an anxiety disorder

fun part of getting off the hooch is I’m way less depressed, but WAY more anxious and I’ve noticed that I want to have more stuff because of it I constantly window shop for cool secondhand shit I don’t need and feel major FOMO about it

a country song for the end credits of a venom movie is a wild choice. this might not be a great movie folks