I HATE DISCORD, wdym there's a way to never feel lonely

Looking for a place to bleed out, preferably in the snow.

i now hear the discord ping sound in my sleep

I think i will become a snail

WHY DO I HEAR BIRDS

I AM OKAY

i had forgotten what having friends was like

at this point euthanasia is the only answer

what am i doing -- feeling compassion?!?

doing double shifts at hades the videogame

yearn for the day in which my academic career isn't in decline

yearning again for that oral tradition

once again proving myself to be star student (not)

have optimized space for maximum sedentarism (school is over)

and it seems i lost the plot somewhere

the most authentic form of myself exists in text

i yearn for social death, release me please

cant wait to see the collapse of the american empire

really liking that compulsion to make art even when you know it's shitty

i reject the notion of adulthood being anything serious