metanoia

rosencrantz is dead, guildenstern is dead, and me I feel also not so good

whoopss sorry i slipped up and hinted at the great darkness that roils within me. won't happen again

what doesn’t kill me leaves a pit in my stomach that never goes away

Thinking about Freddie Wong’s little “weugh” every time anything ever happens to his characters

"!!" is its own word to me

It's also Godwin's law, lol.

LISTEN That fucking Grimace comic where he’s like “Dey don’t like my berfday shake? I wish I never had a berfday” makes me cry just thinking about it like what the fuck is this

i woke up to my mom knocking on my door. “get up and meet me in the kitchen” she said, a cigarette limply dangling between her teeth. i got up and threw my brown hair into a messy bun and went downstairs. “pack your things” she said “im selling you for more cigarette money.” “to who?” i asked. suddenly the doorbell rang. i opened the door and saw five people blocking my way. one of them was a woman and she stepped forward and said “my name is beth may and we’re your new owners.” “ew aren’t you those dungeons and daddies people? there’s no way im going with you” i said. anthony burch then took out his gun and he shot me he fucking shot me