fish boy, cauliflower boy, snow man

having berries in the fridge is basically like having a gun to your head with a loudly ticking clock

on my eating fresh produce shit precisely in time for the poop parasite to sweep the upper midwest. oh well.

Working an office job will truly make you have the wildest enemies, bc why is my nemesis rn a woman I’ve never met and who exclusively haunts me by sending diabolical emails, and also a specific guy who left my company before I even worked here and made the system so fuckass that it ruined procedures for like a year

please god let chatgpt die out like nfts did. With a fast and graceless fall into irrelevancy

Like to charge, reblog to cast.

This spell has a very low hit ratio, so we need a lot of us to do it.

not everything is getting worse. at least you don't hear high hopes by panic at the disco every day anymore

If you're a new writer and you're asking yourself "is this too personal, is this too much, will people think this is weird" that feeling is the exact location of your actual voice. The stuff that makes you want to close the laptop is the stuff nobody else could write. The safe version is always worse. Always. I have never once read something and thought "this would have been better if it was a little less honest." go further. It's always go further.

weather authorities reportedly issuing a severe "wednesday alert" for tomorrow

they're saying spending 2 hours in the word doc changing words slightly to be more specific and evocative and moving endless commas around is one of the most noble and respected things that you can do

I can do it. I can write a chapter. I am capable of putting sentences together. I know what a comma is. I am Aware of the Character.

Why celebrate the Fourth of July when I can celebrate RWBY Volume 10 being greenlit instead