Someone will remember us…in another time

Everything I read about recovering from burnout is like “it takes months or even years to fully recover” and it’s like okay…. I have a weekend before I gotta clock in on Monday

mostly i do god knows what

messed up that you can literally be better and nicer in every way and the adventuring party will still be like "waaa its a shapeshifter waaaa the real whatstheirface would never say that" like ok maybe i am a picture perfect copy of your friend that i imprisoned beneath the earth and replaced when you werent looking. so what. maybe they were a cunt. maybe i thought youd appreciate an improved version of your friend. with awesome eldritch tendrils.

The way I come crawling back to I am in Eskew after one (1) minor inconvenience in my life should be studied

does anyone like me and want to understand me

caul serrikane the character ever. rolls up to a gangster and is like. fuck your pronoun circle, my gender is I Just Wanna Get Paid. I'm gonna kill myself for money, resurrect me in an hour. every day I dream of murdering my dad. btw here's a severed head I carry around in my designer bag, she sings me to sleep. I'll tell your dead employee that you said hi. *drinks poison and dies horribly*

thinking about merricat blackwood today

your twenties are Also about discovering that you’re not a bad person in all the ways you believed you were but you’re a bad person in completely new and exciting ways

"I am the Sword of God" is like easily top 10 things to declare immediately before doing something really stupid that will probably injure you