#armandposting

greetings, beloved. i have just returned from my visit to the office of the psychiatrist you picked out. don’t look at me like that, daniel, it went fine. everything is fine. we’re all fine. why is your eye twitching, beloved? regardless, after she attempted to diagnose me with several disturbances of the mind, i promptly made her aware of the fact that her husband intends to leave her for the clinic’s receptionist. it was with very little effort that i was able to induce weeping. before long, i, i was the one behind the desk. are you not proud of me, my darling? for, i was maître once more. maître of mental health. beloved you cannot be upset. stop pinching the bridge of your nose. no. no remove your head from your hands. look, my love, i made her pay me a sum of one hundred and fifty dollars for the hour. i can buy more robux now, daniel. isn’t this delightful

good morning beloved, I made you this smoothie. No. No. It's not for drinking you just look at it. Yes. That is the blue window cleaner I thought it would help with the color look at the color

Beloved. My Beloved Boy, you must wake. No, it is not an emergency. No, nothing is on fire. I have something to share with you. I have discovered a new application on the computer, one that I did not put there myself. It is called Microsoft Paint, and within it, I can use an assortment of colors and brushes to create artworks. I have studied each of the tools extensively, and proudly can announce that I have mastered the program. With my newfound skillset, I have Microsoft Painted you as Ganymede, and myself as Zeus. Yes, I am the Eagle. You can tell that it is me by looking at the eyes. I have perfectly matched the saturation and hue variables to that-- Beloved? Daniel. Daniel, please do not go back to sleep, I am not done--

many philosophers do not believe in the concept of free will, that all our action are preordained either by biological impulse or mystical forces. As such I cannot change your feelings on the matter but there is a strong argument to be made that no one is at fault for the toaster exploding and burning down half the kitchen, beloved.