the self is a guy you made up to get mad at

press the teleport button to come over to my house and eat a bagel on the porch with me rightnow and you will earn 5 gems

so done with tumblr. see u all in two minutes

"I'm lying to you but this sentence is technically the truth without context" is such a good trope. Like yes the way that I am spinning these words forms a lie but if you squint I'm actually not lying.

forgot how awesome dictating my work is. yeah this thing is gonna need a hell of an edit but i just rambled into my phone for like 10-15 minutes and now i have 300 words. let's fucking go. typing is more intimidating bcos the word document is a scary beast and ive never been in the habit of writing first drafts so im like fuckkkkk this has to be perfect..... meanwhile now im just saying shit which is one of my favourite hobbies.

can someone help my dyslexic ass no matter what i do i can't get spellcheck to work on cryptpad i turned off ublock and pressed every key on my keyboard it seems better then how bare bones hippie ellipsus is and I want more then one option but i can't use it i i can't spell

the losing dogs and i are engaging in insider trading

up at 1 AM inventing new ways to want and want and want and want and

"Idiots," I say, referring to the characters I have spent hundreds of my real life hours contemplating.

"Idiots," I say, referring to the characters I have spent hundreds of my real life hours contemplating.

the best fic you have ever read in your entire fucking stupid life: written by anonymous

[the most low energy you have ever seen me] we’re about to go crazy mode