Jan 27
do you ever just feel stupid so you write a song about it at 3 am? no? just me? ok
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do you ever just feel stupid so you write a song about it at 3 am? no? just me? ok
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the last time i had a tumblr account it became all about hermitcraft/life series
i started this one outside of the fandom… and then season eleven started
and now i’m fully back into the fandom
i can never escape ._.
the weird thing about having a body - or, as i like to call it, existing in/possessing a flesh vessel - is that it just decides to do things that are objectively bad. though i suppose it is specifically the specialised lump located in the uppermost part of the vessel that is making most of these decisions. so, technically i am to blame, but i have taken to personifying different parts of my identity, and treating the lump as a separate entity from myself.
all that is to say, (barely) functioning on sleep deprivation while barely being able to move due to ridiculous pain i do not have the time for is not an ideal state of existence, but here we are. you’d think i would’ve learned from my recent lack of regular sleep and made an effort not to stay up too late.
the chances of me becoming semi-nocturnal are steadily rising, and i frankly don’t know what to think of it. is this the normal humanoid experience, or is my flesh vessel just inherently dysfunctional? we may never know.