Just left the sexual health clinic with a clean bill of awkwardness, walked past the strippers heading to the day shift—looking way more confident than I’ve ever felt—and now I’m standing in line for a donut, like that’s gonna fill the existential void. Turns out, donuts don’t judge

The sky’s out here looking like a masterpiece, while I’m just trying to figure out if I remembered to lock my front door. Pretty sure the sunset’s having a better day than me.

Jumping on the #spotifywrap bandwagon. Genuinely surprised big Les isn’t top. But if you listen to ‘down’ by The Spits it makes sense

Calton Hill’s got a view. But no matter how high you climb, you can’t escape yourself. Up there, it’s just you, the wind, and your bad decisions