LIKE that

have you ever wondered how to create a self fulfilling prophecy? just keep fucking talking about it! your pals out there in the ether luv to Validate you i promise.

"i don't think he really likes anybody."

"no he likes sylvia, doesn't he?"

"oh yea i think you're right..."

"well you're likeable that doesn't count!"

"yea i'm scared of what she says about me behind my back"

"i don't think she says anything, she actually likes you"

"yea sorry you're just so likeable!"

a good morning to wake up with joy

i recognized that everything i have been posting lately has been annoyingly esoteric and unreateable lmao. but here i go again. and i just gotta ask. do you ever have moments in life where something so specific happens that you just gotta stare into the ether and go "this is it. this is why my life is exacly the way it is"

my grandma texted this to my brother and we have been laughing about it all night bc, yea. this is it. this is an entire explanation of who we are and how we got here like with zero actual detail and yet it is Complete.

for context my grandma writes phonetically, and her english is with a mexican accent, so "gays" is supposed to mean "guys", "extraterrestres" is as you could imagine "extraterrestrials" in spanish and yes that's a saxophone cover of despacito. she thinks the movie character e.t. is the cutest thing so maybe this is related to that interest of hers but honestly neither of us really know? and still somehow it is so fitting. just. to everything?