SE Mercury

if you made a gijinka of my brain, there's could be a possibility for toxic yuri between it and myself.

unfortunately in real life i'm just submitted to the torment nexus every day all day. can't even get a fun or sexy albeit problematic version. smh my head.

never trust thoughts about yourself or your life or whatever on like 4-ish hours of sleep. just don't.

you know what? i really do feel like garbage. one might even say my system is operating at 20%. possibly even less.

i could probably walk you through those numbers, yeah. as you can see, there's nothing left.

man, fear might the death of me. fear sure does lead to anxiety. maybe i DON'T know what's inside of me...

you know what? it really is not pass or fail, but a poisonous progression.

i lied. put your clothes back on, i'm going to explain the entire twenty one pilots lore to you for the next three hours straight.

that being said, being scummy to people online and not caring bc you can't see them tells me that you don't have object permanence. you know who else doesn't have object permanence? babies. literal babies.

empathy can get you mad bitches, i promise.

source: me, a bitch with 30 years experience.

if i'm going to have hot girl tummy problems, can i at least. you know. be hot??

i say dawg far too much for a 30 year old white woman. like at least one of those things needs to be different for it to be acceptable, but alas.

while frozen pizza is in the oven bc i couldn't be bothered to cook for real

"pairs well with: the warmth of the sun and the company of your best friend"

drinking alone in my kitchen

this wine was $18 and it's not even that good. the bottle is kinda pretty in that like minimalist way? I wish apothic wines were vegan. their labels are sooo pretty.

completely related, but they should make more vegan friendly wines. stop using fish bladders please, i just want cheap wine.

unrelated, it's just been a week, but i'm gonna drink a whole bottle of wine. if I say something weird... no i didn't.

idk, call me parasocial, but it upsets me when a guy i watch on youtube gets death threats against him and his family.

"i ❤️ em dashes" shirt with booty shorts that say "oxford comma" across the ass. is this anything?

everyone's going to hate what i'm writing i just know it

in minecraft. as a joke.

literally being afraid someone is going to kill themselves because i'm enjoying writing: stupid, dumb, bad, caused by bad brain chemicals and is only somewhat corrected by medication, based on trauma.

being afraid someone is going to accuse me of using ai in my writing: i'm going to kill someone fr

anyway. fuck gen ai. all my homies hate gen ai.

wake up babe! new flavor of imposter syndrome just dropped!!!

of all the people you could be mean to online, you chose me. which like. you shouldn't be mean to anyone online or in person. but like. why me?

Day 195

Day 191

you know. hypothetically of course. i'm not like. crying into whiskey or anything rn.

and the government owes you even more money if your stupid dad starts dating someone less than 6 months after your mom dies so you can buy a mansion and have all your friends move in with you to keep you company so you don't have to think about it.

i think the government owes you like one bajillion dollars if your parent dies before you're like 55 or something. so that way you can buy little treats to cheer you up and also to cover the cost of constant appointments to get answers for things your parent would have known.

the third worst thing is that it makes me, specifically, really really sad :(