the danganronpa body discovery music plays as my friends find me passed out drunk on a street corner outside kfc

i wish british accents were real and weren’t just invented for the ppcu (peppa pig cinematic universe)

technically we’re ALL, always LARPing, because the Self is only a construct,

I want a new character

If I mysteriously die or disappear just know it was the duolingo owl

*crushes my emotions with my bare hands* as I was saying,

me, logically: it’s never gonna happen the tiny hopeful goblin in my brain: but what if it did

this guy i dont even know or follow just started talking to me on insta i hate this

my body: dying from exhaustion the little voice in my head that always says danganronpa: danganronpa