I like to run, but not when I’m running for my life. I’m scared because I have to run, and I’m too scared to run.

I have been alive for almost my whole life

it's both scary and relieving that your mind is receptive to external factors

interested in “casualties: unknown” lately

in this plastic cocoon you’ve made for me

happy about connections

it’ll be alright. really.

music will have you bleeding from head to toe and you won’t even realize until it’s over

learning the meaning of "distracting yourself with a task"

I have no issues with things said with love in repetition, no issue with “cliche” and “cheesy” words.

there’s gunk in my shoulder

Making a Mii eat their own dream food is like making someone eat their own booger to me. I love it.

links are so awesome. the ability to read a word and sort of...zoom into the information contained in that word. love it

return of the old mechanisms

I've lost the breathing room in my mind

I’ve become interested in Mii’s as their own species. Thinking about Tomodachi Life from a meta perspective.

hydrogen alcohol vs coughing liver

I’ve got to stop trying to optimize the order of things

the run’s not over but the dream…the dream is over

wrapped up in a fight with someone else’s glass shards