idk what goes here

deadass why do i only end up on here when my eyes are swollen and im hung over lmao

im gonna spend two months hyping up my birthday to folks like im gonna throw a big party and then not even attend for some reason i think that'd be really funny

im gonna have to dismantle the pacifia storyline/lore for my vrchat worlds because the 'dystopian corporation builds AI surveillance drones and takes over the governments of the world' narrative was a warning back in 2018 or so when I made the story.. but now i'm just like anything i write further out of that story is genuinely just too close to the reality of today.. it's no longer fun fiction, it's like a depressing reality check @.@

life is so much better on only one foot to anybody actually missing a foot that was a metaphor so like dont feel a typa way about it pls

im not manic my brain is just ulting

ai sucks but the silver lining is my god awful output now seems inspiring in comparison sorry ai people, in a slop v slop competition you can't edge out somebody with this much raw mental illness

been tryna get back to clipping and posting my twitch clips, growth or something like that anyway out of my available moments the best is me out-of-context saying 'daddy balls' and what a beautiful frame for my legacy that is

tumblr is my hangover cure

its always 'artsy how are you doing' and never 'damn baby girl you look like a mess, here- have a million dollars and a percocet'

yes its that time again when my hungover brain translates existential nihilism and tummy aches into funny tumblr words

im back by popular demand (lesbians)

im bouta burn this candle QUICK fucking watch

can we start establishing that when they keep pushing sexual (and almost always AI) advertisements on websites that at some point it should be considered sexual harassment? i'm sorry google if a human being interrupted what i was doing this often to remind me about how hard dicks should be i would be contacting the police lmao

no more brain glue :c