Sprink Tripsy

if she’s your girl then who am i? what year is it? why cant i remember anything…

ugh… my head…

well… no sense in waiting around. ive got to get out of this place. [stands up and you gain control of me] looks dangerous… i should try to find a weapon, just in case.

obsessed with the concept of the anti-saint. you will suffer cruelties and humiliations that should be unthinkable and die pointlessly, and if you must be remembered at all, it will only be with revulsion, as if you were a festering scar on reality itself. neither resistance nor submission will redeem you. god will not save you. god has abandoned you. everyone has abandoned you. you are alone in an uncaring universe.

in a fandom called my unnamed oc world

pro tip: try to handicap yourself so its roughly 50-50, so they feel like theyre up against an equally skilled opponent

woah dude you hit your head pretty hard. 2025? president donald trump? "labubu"? haha no clue what youre talking about dude its roughly 1pm august 8th 2004 and we're about to take a chicago boat tour and i heard dave matthews band is in town and