i can disappoint anything i want, dude. i have this book, you know? that "oh the places you'll go" book?

7 kilometers. I've been further, but 7 fucking kilometers. I was aiming further dammit.

my shitass brother printed the below picture out and managed to disappoint it rather consistently. or he had a crush on it. i think it was the disappoint tho, it's pretty creepy. it has those eyes that follow you around the room. [CW religious trauma]

my neighbors, who i love, printed one out too. i'm not sure which one. could've been one of the kids. they taped it to their amazon wiretap. did i mention i love these neighbors?