hey

girl you look like you drop common loot when defeated

allow me to slip into something a little more… comfortable *removes green ribbon from my neck, screaming ensues*

You know what? Fuck you. *Unhelps your Hamburger*

Hamburger hinderer

girl help there is not enough enrichment in my enclosure

hey does anyone else feel drunk bc of anxiety or is something seriously wrong with me besides having generalized anxiety disorder

turns out i’m anemic as fuck lads...blood machine Broke

If i was a sickly little peasant boy designated by the aristocracy to carry messages back and forth for pennies and you found me against our citys outer wall with a deep wound in my chest from a musket ball and a letter cluthed in my hand and i told you that my dying wish was to have someone read that letter to me so i would know i died for something important and you open it up and you find a single large illustrated diagram of an onion would you tell me what it was? What would you say?

me, alone in my room, every 5 minutes: am i being myself? is this who i really am? who am i performing for?

shoutout to blood we have a lot of it