there's nothing here

goodbye discord hello drinkting motor oil

[oblivious to sexual dynamics] ohhh are you guys playing knights and princesses? can i be like a grizzled mercenary captain? i could teach the soldiers in matters of arms and project a gruff and unyielding yet ultimately kind and fatherly demeanour. if you guys are looking for a third. player

*turns my attention inwards* mmmmm. no *turns my attention back outwards* oh god

"I CANT HANDLE THIS" *handles this*

"I CANT TAKE ANOTHER DAY" *takes another day*

I'm currently in the process of doubling all matter. I'm not sure where it'll go like if everything just gets twice as dense or if there would become two of everything or whatever. I don't really know

car is a sentient beast that eats dollars and can tell when you have money in your bank account

its probably a normal sign for the economy that all of my adulthood fantasies are like "imagine having your own kitchen living room and bathroom to decorate" "what if i could get on a train" "maybe one day i could purchase a sturdy pair of shoes" "i should save and invest in a single bicycle"

guy at an art museum standing in front of a completely innocuous and somewhat boring painting muttering “what does it mean? what does it all mean?” in an increasingly distressed tone

you hear him say “I don’t understand it, I can’t understand it” as he stumbles away from a very plain still life painting of wine and fruit with his head in his hands

I always think of the description I saw years ago: Self-imposed deadlines don't help me, because I know the person who set them, and they're full of shit.