the ups and downs

oh to be a kidnapped train

desiring isn't the problem. it's never been the problem

i'm a professional. you have no idea

you come into my house and flirt with my people but you don't worship my gods. for shame

i wonder if there will ever be a function that hides you from the discover page and makes you virtually undiscoverable and then renders you missing in real life. no one finds your body

someone please implement a “currently on the discover page” labeler so your mutuals know when they need to be laughing at your stupid jokes

i post like i'm on my deathbed and possessed by demons

i'm purely following through on my frustrations. nothing personal. my inadequacy complex takes me places i wouldn't go with a gun. now please indulge with me in the delusions of grandeur

walking into the office one day and theres JRPG sparkling item pickups everywhere

i will find all the joy stored in the eepy seepy

i'm finally giving up! who cheered?

i don't know what i'm talking about, this is all just divine wisdom from the gods to be interpreted by my many scholars who devote themselves to committing this word of god to memory

there's danger in letting your devices fester. please keep this in mind

"nowhere is safe anymore." please chill and act natural

cluster b symptoms will have you trembling with barely contained rage and revulsion

no... i fucked up...

there was a cockroach on the floor while i was making breakfast and my skin is crawling like a motherfucker

1967 chevrolet impala

of course the “fund the police” security state Democratic Party wanted to quickly shoo away the COVID masking era

Grime and punishment

this element where the four of us congregate in the front needs to be studied. the exhaustion does crazy shit to our pea brain

they're making me want to do unfathomable things. i'm scared

punk princess ☆⌒(ゝ。∂)

is the discover page kiki or bouba?

i'm opening up magma and letting my freak flag fly for later

I'm going to have 5,000 children and name them like I do my morrowind saves

in the future you have to buy a video game before you can watch a youtuber play it

this "every man for himself" mentality some of you have is very outdated and pathetic. if you are so determined to live alone, you will die alone.

the contours of my spine escape me. lungfuls of pain spill into the hollow of my ribs and bloom. the ache of it, a skewed view of virtue. i am left behind in the wake of its flame and consumed by that which ails me. there is only what knows the grace of leaving in the aftermath.

they never tell you about history as it lies in your bed; as it gasps in the sheets, sweat-drenched and wanting. it is a ghost that lives alongside you.

some moth-eaten prize for the taking, a jaw pried open at the spill of blood and spit

others wake up early to do an assortment of things and i do not sleep at all to post. we are not the same

you come into my house and flirt with my people but you don't worship my gods. for shame

they're throwing you with the tomatoes at the function. they really don't like you there

*starts speaking in simlish with the same cadence as a demon-possessed person would speak in tongues*

it's really puzzling me that you'd stop and think like this. that's distressing. you're not supposed to do that

i wish i had what it took to be a writer but i feel stuck in place because of shit we did to ourself right now. it's not something i want advice on or to talk about, i'm just just thinking out loud. we know it's not a series of thoughts grounded in reality

just know that you're noticed. i see you

they got me feeling like shit in the establishment. i think the whole establishment needs to burn

[me to the judge] can we make the murder thing legal for reasons? i can't tell you the reasons, you just have to trust me

important to acknowledge how everything in life makes me feel. i'm feeling everything for the first time and i've earned some grace for that

momm y . sorry

bluesky IS pissing me off for their lack of softblocking function. i should be allowed to softblock people like in the days of olde

one of my shitty jokes only got 14 likes so i’m making it everyone’s problem

an impending sense of my tummy being empty and my mind being full

inflexible trees break in the storm playboy you must bend like a reed in the wind

it's really about putting myself out there, isn't it?

they had me peacocking. never again

i could be less perverted but why would i want to be. the perversions are part of my charm