Kat

if Makoto Niijima beats me at tycoon on cutthroat difficulty one more time, I'm going to turn this town into a crater on the map and blame it on the play-doh I ate when I was seven.

stomach ache vs me, going 2-0. It's deeply humbling.

no one can love me like my gay best friend loves me. he is my everything, and I am his. but no hetero.

I think if you cracked my spine in half like a glow stick it would fix everything wrong with me

tummy hurt. don't you see I must be dying? my will is being written as we speak.

they should add public execution to tomadachi life

when I dm my friends, I hope they view my message sitting there waiting to be clicked on as a kitty cat clawing on your door and going MEOWWWW

i love when my friends dm me their random thoughts. like yes, let me have a glimpse into your brain. let me crawl around in there. let me stay in there until I have squatter's rights.

It's evil Tuesday

the game

fuck I love slay the spire 2

the great john ritual of '26 has concluded

think woke post chud