Lia's lil hall of fame

Stop clicking on my thighs. Bro my cum meter isn't moving. You need to click elsewhere.

yeah bro i actually performed the legendary Tsubame Gaeshi last night i was alone in my room and i wasn't recording it and nobody saw me and no i can't do it again. not in front of you. i'm shy.

free use is kind of a funny kink bc it relies on the idea that everybody wants to touch you and have sex with you but what if they don't. what if you tell everybody at the party you're free use but they all ignore you and mind their own business

Actually, people are good by nature and you’re a fool if you think otherwise.

God, I needed to read this today. Humanity is overwhelmingly full of hope and kindness and it’s very easy to forget that these days.

I will always choose to believe that there is more good in this world than I can ever know.

alright I've got to lock in. I've got to be productive. I've gotta point this caffeine towards something useful [stopping in thought] but first I've gotta check my hunch that the design of en passant seems like the kind of rule you'd implement to correct unexpected behaviour from another rule

I am having a good time that will probably last for ever this time

If I were found in a 'night at the museum" situation, there would be no wacky hijinks, let me tell you. I'd kill myself instantly. The wax figures wouldn't even be alive yet and I'd be dead.

I been tryna pleasure myself but it’s hard cuz of all the suffering in the world

listen i consider myself an empathic person but after a certain point i get sick of other people’s problems. my friend is always talking about how the jewel-eyed skull on their mantlepiece is tormenting them w its sinister beauty and im over it. like dude i don’t want to talk about this anymore. get rid of the fucking skull

you’ are biased against my skull

i’m not having this argument again man

Lol i have almost completed the work

The deepest down of the ocean…….

its interesting being a weird autistic tranny as a kid and letting yourself get accustomed to the idea that youre just some magically antisocial loser who is "introverted" and is happy being alone and then you grow up and realize that actually you love being social you love hugs you love going out and hate being alone you just hated all of the social opportunities available to you growing up so much you let yourself romanticize solitude as a slightly less miserable state than interacting with people