Man i still remember back when i was optimistic and witty. Used to love wordplay and stupid jokes. Did a lot of stupid nerdy stuff like calculating the terminal velocity of an oreo.
Now i just kind of want to die.
everywhere i go everyone compliments me on the particle cannons i attached to my body. they say things like "those look effective against armored targets, and also very precise" and then i blush cutely and obliterate a scrap car
You know that state of mind where you can't sit still, nothing is at ease, and you feel like you need to your skin off? I recently gained the ability to enter that state at will.
HOW DO UNDO?
Now why do i feel the need to write this as an early 2000s romcom?
why the fuck does my mother move so much of my stuff it's always "I WOULD MOVE THAT SO YOU DONT LOSE IT" and then she moves it and i can't fucking FIND IT where the FUCK is my PEN FOR My TABLET
I am out of nerds
how many nerds do i have to shove up my ass before i see god?
I mean by the time they were done with him he was planted in the ground like a tuber, and he was braindead, so the entire thing is technically a vegetable
A proper salad consists of three divine components:
ingredience (vegitable of all kin)
indulgence (dressing, oil, salt, croutons, cheese, etc)
violence (chopp and shred that shit asunder)
slamming the big red button on my desk labeled "bweh" over and over again to no discernible effect
im as horny as i am depressed
i can't stop thinking about girlcock ðŸ˜
Since somehow this website is less of a cesspool than twitter even with 90% of its userbase gone and there is literally no other social media platform actually suited to posting completely random thoughts with zero refrain I dug out this 10 year old account to do exactly that.
27 They/them Nonbinary LoserI completely forgot how to use this godforsaken website be patient
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