sorry for not answering messages for three thousand years i have. Stew. in place of a brain. you know how it is

going on a walk will save you again and again and again and again and

my foul demeanour and ill temper. my quarrelsome and disagreeable nature

Want a gf but I ain’t prepared… I’ve no land to give, no cattle…

don't be mean to yourself that's you

you live there

i have princess in a tower disorder (uncontrollable isolation)

having a body made of meat sucks ass

well at least it isn't a body made of crushed little stars and you're not doing anything

I need to bite something until it breaks. I need to jack off. I need to set fire to a large structure. I need to sprint into the woods