Disgustingly optimistic

i love the part of making art where you feel like you need to go missing

my me hurts

ouch ough ouch. #MyMe

they want you to make fried rice

who is "they"

the wok left

how am I supposed to make fried rice if the wok left

World Heritage Post

dude, this is really scary, and liminal as well. It's like the bathrooms

i feel like i’m cursed forever but other than that i’m doing alright

you literally have to unironically listen to some shit like party rock anthem so you don’t kill yourself

My toxic trait is that no matter what I need three hours to myself at the end of the day to do absolutely nothing.

If I was drinking with the girls and someone threw a dog-bitten rock near me, I would ask the caster what's up. Why we throwing dog rocks?

Siivoon akvaarioga krapulassa saatan juua nää vedet

all i want for 2026 is that gigantic rancid AI bubble to finally burst in such a catastrophic way that the consequences will be so good and i'll never have to see another AI generated image ever again

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