#who knows maybe it's bc they're fresher and easier to remember

[beesyrup]

for the ask meme would you do the fibonacci sequence? skip any you don't want of course

lmao throwback anon (ironically enough been putting off answering this bc school got busy and it is now fibonacci day 1 1 2 3)

1: How tall or short do you wish you were?

wish I was precisely one inch taller for a nice, even 6'0 but it's nothing large boots can't fix

2: What’s your dream pet? (Real or not)

so far i have stated capybara, river otter, and now fuck it i want a tapir 

3: Do you have a favorite clothing style?

idk that I have a particular word for it but like 90% of my wardrobe is small shorts, band shirts +/- one oversized layer, silver jewelry, large shoes bc i never grew out of my 2012 tumblr aesthetic

5: What three things/people do you think of most each day?

1. my sweet beautiful gentle son the mothman

2. intense excitement/anxiety/grief regarding moving this summer

3. gay shit [REDACTED]

8: What is your Greek personality type? [Sanguine, Phlegmatic, Choleric, or Melancholic]

13: Are you a cat or dog person?

100% a cat person (still love dogs tho)

21: Are you religious?

no (recovering southern baptist)

34: What is a color that calms you?

i love love love a kinda minty-seafoam blue-green (p much any soft green-blue, it's all over my apartment)

55: When did you feel happiest?

permit me a self indulgent ramble of semi chronological vignettes here it is okay to cyberbully me for being #tender on the internet: climbing fallen trees and beating the everloving shit outta thistles with our walking sticks, summers spent days on end at my best friend's house alternating between the pool and cooking absolutely heinous scrambled eggs in the kitchen, rlly late at the beach with a past partner of mine and the stars were super bright and the ocean was loud and everything else was quiet and i felt very small, the very first time mothman fell asleep on my lap, picking dewberries in the woods and the sunlight is hitting the canopy just right, light rain on an overcast day in a sculpture garden with my oldest friend it is drizzly and mossy, seeing my best friend for the first time in like half a year and her lips are soft and our faces are mashed together, trippin dick at the beach then swimming out past the surf floating titties out on the surface of the water sun warming my face holding hand with my friends like sea otters and then an entire school of mullets skips in and out of the water and they flash all silvery in the sunlight, one of the first concerts i’d been to since the pandemic and the stage lights are purple-blue and cozy and it’s my birthday and the music is soft and sweet and fuck i’ve missed this, found like half a joint left off trail and now we’re sitting on a really huge rock in the middle of the woods and the leaves are golden and sunny and it’s dead quiet except for the sound of wind knocking leaves loose and the lil crunchy noise they make when they hit the ground

89: What are your birthstones?

sapphire (idk if i have any others)

144: What makes you angry?

it’s honestly pretty rare for me to make the jump from annoyance to outright anger but refusing to accept responsibility for one’s actions and easily avoidable shittiness are pretty far up there I guess?