I hope when I’m dying on my hospital bed with people surrounding me, one of them asks “can you see a light or anything?”
at which point I’m going to stifle my dying laughter and go "I see.I seeeee" until one of them outright asks me “what do you see?” so I can go
"……I’m shaking hands with Dumbledore. I’ve won the house cup"
untapped aesthetic: surrealist jock
a varsity jacket but it has three arms and it’s melting
your football shoulder pads have grass growing out of them and they constantly hum
you shove nerds not into lockers, but into other planes of existence. your football is always singing, singing, singing. the astroturf changes colors beneath you, and whispers the name of every person you’ve ever loved.
and now the weather
And here he is before his haircut.
He is evolving…
Have you ever been so mad you learned how to walk