hell is empty and all the devils are here

the only “v” “tubers” i care about are the “root vegetables” i grow in my “vagina”. to all the haters who saw this post early on patreon and told me not to post it: kill yourselves, sincerely this time

after a couple hours chopping dried sea urchins into tiny pieces with a razor blade you start referring to the razor blade as yourself in your thoughts. a little while afterwards you'll inevitably think something along the lines of "i'm getting a bit dull, i'm going to have to throw myself out & get myself a new self" at which point your internal monologue has pretty much returned to baseline

my foot hanging off the bed i don't even care anymore just let the monster take me ...

you are alive on a planet with insects and whales and diatoms and mycelium networks and puppies and your human friends. literally so awesome to be a living thing

little known fact about me i was actually isekai'd into this world from the video game world. i used to be a peggle orb

peggle 1 or peggle 2?

peggle 1... peggle 2... who's to say... it was just 'life' back there... to me... to my fellow orbs.......

Am I allowed to sexualize the puppet from project hail mary or do I have to wack it to Ryan Gosling because I will if I have to but frankly I'd rather have that alien skittering all over me like a sexy bug. Fuuuck they call him rocky because he make my rock hard

fuckkkk i should draw and color a picture but all i have is this baseball bat that i hit myself in the head with over and over and over and over and over and over and over

being as i am an idiot, and having been one my whole life, i just wanna say that i find it very easy to do nothing, and go nowhere. i eat chocolate late at night in the dark. i stand in the garden also. and i’m often waiting for something to happen. and i’m stupid.

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this is my one wild and precious life fucckkkkkkk fuckkkkkk fucckcckkkkkkk