no rhyme or reason

Now why would you base your sense of self on the distortions of people who don’t know you. Idealization / demonization are both not accurate portrayals of someone.

one time I went over to a friend's house and their housemate was making paper in the living room, and we saw this big tub full of water they were using to dissolve old scrap paper into a slurry, and everyone was immediately like "oh, you need scrap paper?" and started turning out their jacket pockets and producing expired coupons and bus tickets and crumpled receipts and old shopping lists and whatever else they'd been carrying round with them for no good reason, and passing it all to the paper-making housemate to make sure it was suitable before it got torn up and dropped into the tub, while people took turns stirring the slurry with a big wooden stick. it was strangely ritualistic, like presenting an offering to some kind of temple elder for inspection before placing it in a watery shrine to be devoured and reformed. pulp for the pulp god.

do you have a wip? have you worked on your wip? will you work on your wip? when will you work on your wip?

this is so cursed it's going on my blog

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I am chronically online but not in a way that keeps me informed #mybubble

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i literally love saying "ON IT BOSS!!!!!" whenever someone asks me to do something like i'm some sort of henchman. it doesn't matter if they're my boss or not for real even because in the moment they are, and whatever they requested of me i'm on it

the unstoppable force is tonguing the immovable object and it seems to be enjoying the experience

cradling the em dash in my hands what the fuck have they done to you

am i too old to young hoe bounce