my brothers dog eats so much better than me & i don’t know what to make of it 

this guy gets monthly shipments of organic cooked food, individually packaged & stored in the fridge—then heated up by stovetop daily before serving

like i had half of a day old celsius, a cigarette & a few bites of a brown banana for lunch & no one even took me for a walk after

ecosystem things // building idle rpg /animarising

man's living a Michelin-star life while you’re out here surviving on vibes 
does he at least share his snacks with you?