me, after setting an arbitrary time limit for a wip: what nonsense is this?! how could I ever finish in this time frame?! might as well give up and do it never! never I say!
it's that time of night everyone! time to sort thru memories from the day and file them away as either normal or horrendously embarrassing
aaaannnd don't wanna spoil anything but let's just say the normal folder is gonna be pretty fucking thin
this could be the snart of something big
ok guys the world is not allowed to end rn, I'm on the toilet and that would be sooo embarrassing
its not even 2024 anymore its some other bullshit now
Right click -> save as -> ancient curse
someday I hope to have a wikipedia page. but I want it to be as inaccurate as those weird sketchy websites that make up shit about youtubers
like "minatorypigs is 4'11, 7lbs, and was kicked out of Harvard Law for academic dishonesty in 2009."
um. tee hee ðŸ¤
or smth. idk still workshopping
when I was a kid, I had this weird fear that one day I would wake up to find that the last few years of my life were a dream and I was like a toddler again
I'm sure you can all imagine how I feel about the idea now
Papyrus using Twitter
I get so quickly and stupidly attached to inanimate objects. like, I used to work a custodial job where one of the buckets we used said "P.P." on it for some reason. loved that bucket like a child. tore me up inside to use any other bucket
my sweet P.P. bucket I miss you