there but for the grace of prednisone go i

they tweaked threads in a way to where it's becoming something new and different now. like in a cultural sense. it's sort of like if the aughts of tumblr were one giant apartment building, threads is like, the same thing, but an indoor public bazaar. do you know what i mean. tumblr allowed you to have this unhinged level of broad connection but in a way where you could control your insular space. threads still lets you have your personal space but it wants you out amongst the people living. someone posted weird bread and connected to a weird bread artist and sent them their weird bread. people are making genealogical connections and finding their grown child's labor and delivery nurse and we're all on the lookout for an errant ball python because we're all her snauntie

i have a personal goal to publish a chapbook this year. i'm joining a printing org about it

i love to find out my ex died years ago without ever talking to me again and then right after that my 8 year relationship that was hanging by a thread completely unraveled. i am free falling down a cliff just hoping there's a net or a trampoline or a soft pile of snow at the bottom for me to fall into

dammit. i made a public threads account so i could reply and complain about stuff and now i'm locked out entirely. i don't want to have to send them a photo of my face that's so fucked so i guess i don't use threads anymore

well what we really need is a eminemominon

malapropism is when your figurative language lasts longer than 4 hours and you should definitely call your doctor if that happens to you

can anyone tell me how to start a new save file in my brain? pretty sure this one is corrupted