Marmalaise

Real

Why does every hotel have those fuckass thick curtains that are purely decorative and don't actually close so people can just see you through the windows.

Don't just exercise your free will. That's what sheep do. Impose your free will upon the rest of the world. Make it their problem.

Only my girlfriend gets that

Using necromancy to revive my girlfriend after killing her (she likes it).

I have autism

Straight up sedating myself. And by myself, well, let's justr say, Ramones style.

"ThErE's OnLY TwO GeNdErS!!!"

That's right. Little puppy dogs and little kitty cats.

Listening to Autobahn by Kraftwerk and playing Satisfactory while being absolutely baked is a transcendent experience.

There are 6000 mossad agents telling you to piss yourself right now.

When you piss into the abyss... the abyss pisses back.

Can't wait to see my gf so we can enact clown-on-clown violence.

Words of wisdom

Based

Or just fucking kms, idk. Would be easier and less of a hassle.

I'm going to rework my online presence and just start doing things for my own sake. I can't be arsed to care for others at this point. I'm too emotionally blunted from this and my perception of reality is faltering again. I think I'm going to make music like I've always wanted and isolate a bit.

Deciding I'm going to do what I should have done years ago. I need to learn how to be happy on my own and be completely independent. I'm so goddamn tired of having my trust completely shattered in people over and over again. If anything, I'm thankful I finally pulled the last straw.

I hate my country so fucking much.

I'll always be here by your side. I'm not going anywhere.

Feeling an overwhelming urge to kms today.

Is there such a thing as a bad person who genuinely doesn't realize they're a bad person? If so, should that person cut off everyone from their life that they've hurt or will inevitably hurt and just give up? It doesn't sound so bad. It's tempting.

I have these days where music sounds like absolute crack cocaine to me.

I promise you you're not a shitty friend. You've always gone out of your way to help others and have other's best interests in mind.

I am my brain and my brain is a parasite inhabiting this prison of flesh. No matter how much I try to cut my way out, this vessel is the only hell I'll ever know.

Training my gf to steal various small trinkets and rocks like a bird.

As a child, I'd wonder about the random hair tie that got flung on top of a rafter in my childhood mall. There's something oddly wistful about imagining being that forgotten item, lost out of reach. The freedom to simply observe the dynamic world of the living from your unchanging and static seat.

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I was absolutely jamming out to this song like a year ago.

Sorry, taken.

Buying materials for witchcraft from the Christian thrift store goes hard ngl.