prairie goth

prairie goth

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prairie goth episodes

  • 130 houses

    I'm doing alright. I can't sleep but I'm doing alright. I keep waking up in this house, filled with light. There's no furniture. I let the outside in with me.

    29 min
  • 127 swim

    Every time I go to the grocery store, I buy two bunches of bananas. Until they're gone, I eat three bananas every day. I love to eat them with cinnamon. I'll eat bananas in oatmeal with blueberries, or with mixed nuts and dried fruit, or on toast with peanut butter, or all on their lonesome. Black coffee is the perfect drink pairing. When I'm having a hard time, feeling depressed or perhaps having a panic attack about the fact that someday I will be dead and won't even know it, I'll think about my favorite simple pleasures in life that I'll miss when I'm gone. If I'm feeling naughty, I will eat four bananas in one sitting. It's one of my favorite meals.

    29 min
  • 125 faces

    I dreamed we were all together again. Everyone was sick. On top of the building, the owl is screaming.

    30 min
  • 122 braids in your hair

    REST IN PEACE, SOPHIE

    "I'm all about visibility these days."

    "Well, last night I ate a crepe and then I went swimming in the sea and then I put on some serum and then I meditated and then I went to bed."

    "I'm really struggling to remember my dreams at the moment. I haven't dreamt for a long time, it feels like. I'm not sure what that means."

    "Maybe my dream house would be up on a hill overlooking the ocean, somewhere with a lot of space and fresh air, and I could be there with my friends and my girlfriend and my family and create music. That sounds good."

    "If you knew you couldn't fail at anything, what would you do?"

    29 min

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like alucard, "i'm interested in this," i say as i open a new tab, injecting the poison straight into my veins. what a terrible life to have a curse. the fire illuminates my face. the ocean lost its…