whatever else being the case i am also just severely depressed again. i can't find the motivation to do anything but read fanfiction. spending a lot of time in bed when i dont have class

Dumb Idiot's False Mental Disorder

thank you for being around and understanding me even when im crazy

maybe i should drop this class

why are lower level math classes a hazing ritual for the mentally ill

im sick of constantly randomly feeling scared and disoriented and unsure of myself

the annie who posts better

i wanna use my alt more but don't wanna tell anyone what it is this is fucking dumb

excited for another 10,000 days of pulling my head out of my pile of sand and shoving it right back in

i keep getting this urge to start gaslighting myself about random stuff, major and minor

all my posts are a cry for help especially the one concerning waffle house

increasingly can't bear to be around people because they start asking you difficult questions like "how's it going" and "what're you up to"

the great filter is the entertainment value of going back in time and killing past versions of your species with the extreme flavors of your technologically advanced snack foods

python logging system where you just write "log()" wherever w/ no args & it just tells an llm "you are the log() call at line to 634. here's a dump of all variables in scope. log whatever seems appropriate. be concise please" and pipes the response straight to ur console

neurodivergent industrial complex

getting a list of therapists a therapist reccomends can be so damning of the original therapist like ah i see whats going on now. all these websites have splash art of fucking possums and mushrooms and rainbows. fuck you

i like to think morgan ofthedevil would think i'm an easy target

my mother is playing Of The Devil(!) she has a theory that hbk is 6 different people who have had the same modded arm and that the arm is the killer

today im going to lie in bed and drink soda and hit my vape a bunch. will this have consequences? fuck if i know

chat wdyd when the things you care about and are interested in just come and go randomly without any control. wdyd when you don't even know what you want or care about in the moment?

> let me give niri another try > every app thinks my system is using a dark theme when it shouldn't be > vscode won't open the filepicker > setting my second monitor position entails breaking out a calculator ok nevermind

after 27 years on this planet i can confidently say the one true purpose of life is cooking beautiful women delicious and nourishing meals

DRUNK REYES

morgan reminded me that claw clips are goated and i should wear them all the time

who wants to take me to waffle House rn

she bullshit my job till i graeber

i have always been afraid of what looking at myself in the mirror like that does to me. i start like, i don't know, compulsively making scary faces at myself. theres this fear in the back of my mind that I'm going to become unable to stop, that the reflection is going to start moving me

any other adults afraid to look at themselves in the mirror in the dark? not of what's behind them or whatever but cause of their own reflection

i wish i had a horny relationship with my own reflection in the mirror instead of a confused and terrified one

explaining to my friend ehy i missed all her messages

i NEED a set of serra stickers for signal

oh my god morgan is so hot

my boobs breast

the real signal prob looks more like this. maybe even denser actually. idk, hard to say, the reality is we just aren't taking samples w/ nearly a high enough nyquist frequency to say much of anything concretely about how fast doomsdays are happening. my guess? probably at least once every two years.

having my childhood bedroom redecorated with 4 years of accumulated posessions especially is making it feel like i never left and like i am also somewhere wildly unfamiliar simultaneously

i have been home for 1 month and it feels like i have dementia

goobmorning

(butting into a conversation) heh. that's a pretty good layman's explanation. but actually "particles" aren't real. *pushes up my glasses* see the universe is actually uhm. its.. uh. it's this kinda... uhm. it's some kind of. y'know. fucked up math thing. waves and shit

HHHHHHHHHHH

all age regressors go to heaven

serra is so lucky i wish i morgan ofthedevil could make me shut down or turn me on with a single command

UGH i love Dawes in OtD

new low of self hatred not plugging my phone in before i go to sleep and also apparently taking my watch with my alarm on it off while i was asleep

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my mom is telling me to make sure i unplug the coffee grinder to avoid phantom power draw

i woke up twice in the night drenched in sweat the first time i was so scared the second time there were traffic noises and i felt better

Hola, estoy huyendo del siglo americano de la humillación, ¿puedes mostrarme dónde comprar bebidas energéticas Monster blancas?

chat i found an old R7 240 we might be in business with my CRT if I can make it work as an egpu w the right driver on my laptop

would you torture her

future anthropologist: in the Online culture of the early 21st century, "lib", was a slur invented by the Involuntary Celibate (Incel) population to refer to people who had sex. It is believed to derive from the word "libido", though a minority of scholars suggest it derives from "liberal"