SHALL I COMPARE THEE

my commissioners should be allowed to slam me against a wall till it leaves a crater on the surface like sorry guys i've been artblocked so hard ever since i watched that movie that paralyzed me to my seat for 10 minutes

god i have never been happier to break up with someone your inability to see themes in media is so horrendous it's kind of sad but mostly it makes me angry

ironic that i'm greeting you for fathers' even though we literally just went through a business meeting wherein we discuss actions you took that basically makes a joke out of your supposed paternal responsibilities and moral obligations

"don't pout, miguel." 15 billion dead no survivors

"your onedrive is full!" ha ha. what if i onedrive-d your idiotic limited backup storage i didn't even ask for into the ground

miguel getting fucked against or on his work desk thing

whoever put the chat gpt story i happened to pass by on ao3 i need you to become a hardcore buddhist monk or die

lord i need to take commitment classes or whatever it's called cause all of my relationships have been me mentally preparing a breakup speech a month or so in and just wavering on when i should deliver it

you're seriously gonna make me attend a meeting for your legal separation before i head to the art convention... ok