congrats you played yourself

Oh god I accidentally ate 4 bread rolls

I think im dying

I was supposed to be making pork bao for dinner but now I think i might throw up if I eat bread again

peeling those sour rainbow gummy strips into long thin strings and putting them into cheap energy drink to create something im calling battery acid spaghetti will update once ive finished it

dont do this

This shit slaps you're all weak

What the fuck

Its been around since 1960 tbf

It’s beaten by the American soap opera Guiding Light. But that was so old it was originally a radio play.

Ahhhhh my brain has stopped fixating on writing now what do I do

Spin in a circle while holding pen and paper, see if you make an idea vortex

I was thinking of threatening myself with a knife until I do work

Do not do this

You're right I know I'm too weak to stab someone I'd never buy it

That's the most wholesome near-stabbing I've ever heard of ;-;

After all this I did actually write like 59 words

Do you think the high priest is doing drugs? Then he’d really be the high priest.

when u follow a blog for shitposts but get a history lesson instead

you come into my house and accuse my blog of quality how dare

If you’re not in the yugioh fandom then you should probably get in here because we’re fuckin’ awesome

you come into my house and accuse me of awesome how dare

had a dream last night where marbles were back en vogue and everyone carried their marbles around in cute little pouches that they'd clip onto their backpacks or purse straps or belt loops so they'd always have their marbles on them and your marbles were deeply personal objects that showcased your individual personality and people would get really passionate and proud of them and playing for keeps was a deeply serious and honor-bound affair and i played a game with an old man while waiting for a bus and he told me how he met his wife while playing in a for-keeps tournament and in a miracle shot he knocked out her most precious marble a brilliant sparkling green one with an inside like a geode and when he looked up he found she was crying at its loss and so right there on the spot he proposed to her so that she could divorce him and take it back in the divorce "but in the end," he told me, "she kept me and the marble" and i awoke teary and resentful to be ripped from a fleeting world that had found for itself such a small and beautiful peace

it's just very fortunate that "I can't write without my glasses" is an honest statement that doesn't raise any eyebrows

reverse superman

subparwoman

a shy, pudgy white sixth grader wearing new balance sneakers who is dropped off and picked up from school every day by what is 100% undoubtedly, just based on obvious visual cues and context, 3-4 extremely serious yakuza thugs

god i remembered that fucking “little white cuck ball” picture and im cackling