had to make a new blog cause tumblr can't handle my swag and energy so please follow @clay-morality so i can join you all back in this corporeal realm :')

alright. experiencing some emotions digging through this box of old childhood toys, many of which i have zero memories attached to. like i don't recognize most of these things. i know they belonged to me, but i don't recognize her anymore either. where did this come from? what did it used to mean to me? i feel like i'm going through someone else's storage unit. anyways that's the full extent to which i plan on processing that, so back to searching!

down here in the scary dark basement being so brave and looking for this doll but i just heard a mysterious beeping sound for a moment that i cannot confirm the actual existence of so if i suddenly stop posting assume they bombed me

can't even reply to my beloved mutual's selfie to tell them how fucking pretty they are. this is the final straw fuck you tumblr you win this round i guess i'm making a new account aGAIN

i hate this should i just remake my account. again.

hmmm i think i'll bring the wednesday gundam homicide post back. i miss my angry white-haired trigger happy faggot

so smiling tends to be my default facial expression (like. universally regardless of what emotion i'm feeling or whether anyone is even around perceiving me) because ig at some point growing up my brain decided that was Chill Normal Friendly Human Behavior, which has led to many an uncomfortable situation where i've smiled or laughed at something that was NOT intended to be smiled or laughed at because i didn't know how to respond so i hit the default. why i bring this up now though is because this has also spread to texting, where i've found myself adding "lmao" in responses to things that in fact i should not be laughing my ass off at. i don't really know what my point here is i just don't fucking understand socialization so i guess this my farewell because i've been sprucing up a nice cave to retreat to

it's raininggg it's pouringgg yay yipee!! this evil lying weather app has been promising me rain for like a week now and at last it is delivering just as i was about to sue weather.com for psychological damage

keep this between us but if you take two steps forward, two steps back, then side step left, right, left, and right one more time and finally state "B, A" out loud you'll open the console window for the simulation we're all living in and you can enter all kinds of cheat codes and basically play god. i'm serious i spawned in shrimp cocktail and daiquiris and i'm having a fabulous time on my schooner in an unmarked sea outside your perception of spacetime. i've never been happier

alright let's try this again