Incomprehensible guide 3 & Knuckles

has anyone figured out how to turn off the thing where you love your pet so much it slides inexorably into grief-borrowing

“For me this glass is already broken. I enjoy it; I drink out of it. It holds my water admirably, sometimes even reflecting the sun in beautiful patterns. If I should tap it, it has a lovely ring to it. But when I put this glass on the shelf and the wind knocks it over or my elbow brushes it off the table and it falls to the ground and shatters, I say, ‘Of course.’ When I understand that the glass is already broken, every moment with it is precious.”

i have this deadly sickness called remembering

Wishing you all a fat and happy, "catch me if you can" summer

I constantly manipulate everyone around me by calculating what would be the nicest thing to do in any given situation, making a point of doing it when it matters the most. This is supported by subtly, casually tailoring what I talk about to the person I'm speaking to, and saying what I think they may find funny or interesting. the really sick thing is I look just like a normal person and there's no way you can tell me apart from anyone. If I weren't such a monster I would be afraid knowing people like this are out there, but I know I'm on top and have nothing to fear.

if she’s your girl then who am i? what year is it? why cant i remember anything…

ugh… my head…

well… no sense in waiting around. ive got to get out of this place. [stands up and you gain control of me] looks dangerous… i should try to find a weapon, just in case.

Isn’t it kind of fun how when your life sucks you just can’t talk about it with anyone

I’m serious though. When your life reaches a degree of suckage, you find yourself having to look elsewhere for anything at all to talk about. The things going on in your life are trauma dumping. Your past is probably also trauma dumping. So you have to get really weird about specific things or hope that others want to talk to you, because very quickly people are going to develop an aversion to you and the way your life sucks. Unless you just don’t talk about it

Dear lord. Deliver unto me some cool shit. Some cool-ass shit. Thanks.

Jesus Christ! You need to collect 10 of me for your stupid fucking quest! Lol