Today April 12... I can feel cold very vaguely (about a month or so after being able to feel pain)

Classmate found my wallet in the woods like three weeks after I lost it and the deer browse pressure is so high in the stand that they took a bite out of it. What the fuck

Pleeeeeaaaaase take me off your mailing list im begging

a man in a brown jacket and red shirt is pointing up while standing in front of a green light . ALT: a man in a brown jacket and red shirt is pointing up while standing in front of a green light .

STAGE 2 JUNE 15. 91 DAYS!

#NEVERKILLYOURSELF THIS IS THE BEST DAY EVER!!!!

I love counting in songs. hell yeah man one two three four I can sing along with that

Printing out all the nice messages about my ao3 fics and pinning them to my wall #neverkillyourself

Kids sitting behind me are dissing AI there's hope for the future

Muricaaaaa

I love listening to subnautica ost while writing abuse scenes

Albina my daughter

I broke my "most words written in one day" record by 3k words thanks to Albina. 10k words today...

I love Albina a normal amount

Me: wow the mobility restrictions sure were annoying
The evil and intimidating stage 2:

"ermmmm this site won't work if you don't turn off your vpn 🤓" what if I blew up your house

I'm reading peak

Prisoner's theme fucks me up so bad when I hear it. God it's so lonely and sad I'm killing myself

Today's the day. Insane

I love checking my orphaned fics on AO3 and jumping people who comment on them

Friends are cool because here's this person I'm unrelated to and met by chance, and whom I would die for and feel more loyalty to than half my family

Fucking hate it when people used payed but they mean paid. Your ass is at the grocery store NOT out at sea.

Holy shit, two weeks

4 years and my man is on 33. I'm going to kill myself I'll be dead before he finishes vro

Every time I see really good art that makes me suicidal I have to remind myself I can't tell strangers I'm going to kill myself in front of them

I'm going to kill myself on livestream

If I can't slam it against a wall every week without it breaking it's not a good product

I'm sorry but I just cannot stop thinking that English needs an inanimate version of the word "whose". It just sounds so wrong to use whose for inanimates.

By the time I'm ready for this midterm I'm going to know more about landsats than the motherfuckers who built the damn things

I must be introduced to a new song the way a new cat is introduced in a house. You have to put me and the song in adjacent rooms with the door closed so we can smell each other lest one of us murder the other