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there are two wolves inside me. one wants to write and the other wants to nap. they’re both in a cage called My Job.

Imagine your son is Mr Internet the Internet Star who was professionally innovative on youtube and recreationally loses infinite hours to tiktok, and when he visits he will sometimes bring his long-term partner Mr Internet the Internet Star who he met through the internet, who he now shares a very popular professional youtube channel with, and who recreationally loses his temper at online gaming and cultivates the weirdest instagram algorithm possible, and you still have a dial up modem

anti-doomerism has actually improved the way I handle my depression. I’ll think something like “I have nothing to look forward to, everything is getting worse and it’s not getting better” and then I’ll be like “whoa, cringelord. you sound like an emo 14 year old. you’re not helping anyone or anything with that misanthropic hopeless attitude. grow the fuck up.” and I bully myself back into participating in life, because depression and the associated dark thoughts are so cringe

do you reckon the wall we kick our pussies up also has the lady door on it

I really do hope Phil is writing something. He alluded to it so often now, you can tell it's something he really wants to do, and I loved his old concept videos so much. He has such an interesting brain, any storytelling he does will be so peak

yes give this man a $5 million budget and a handful of actors no one has ever heard of and it will be the best thing anyone has ever seen I just know it