for those of you just recently joining me on the tumblr train, the internet at my mother’s is Appalling and should probably be tried for war crimes, and I am visiting this weekend (and sleeping in a real bed and being surrounded by my own things, augh, everything is so good, why won’t any apartment people talk to me, I want this very much)

um, yes, anyway, this should explain my relative silence

also my brother, kittens, and markers 

but let’s be real, it’s mostly this shit internet