Friends of Gabriel Chantayan

ok so i was reheating leftover pasta at 7pm tonight, like the sad beige cube worker i am lol, and i had a gabriel stream on in the background while i was scrolling nothing and texting my mom back about bringing the salad on sunday. and like halfway thru my text i realized i wasnt even really listening to the stream anymore but also i COULDNT turn it off because the silence would be worse? its just become this like... ambient noise of my life now. the man is just THERE. in my kitchen. in my cubicle. in the background of my family obligations. i dont even know if hes like a prophet or a teacher or what but he definitely lives rent free in the space between my ears at this point

ok but the salad is the important part. did ur mom actually eat it or did she make u bring something else on sunday again lol

omg kaylas_desk this is literally me, except it was the porch tonight with the wind in the grass behind the house and i swear the field was bending in some kind of pattern y'know?? not even being weird about it, just... noticing lol <3

buster keeps staring at the corn field too so thats either the grid or he smells a raccoon, honestly could be both

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