I feel upset and I don't know why. Enteresting.
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I'm listening to Mockingbird nonstop. ARRGGHH. I can't StOP!!
I have cooked. No burn, no too spicy or too sweet.
A perfect dinner made without using any cookbook or dumb guide. Sweet fries potato, radish stew, spicy chiken, Sweet and sour pork ribs, and some salad. Man i am tired, i need a good fucking sleep.
A perfect dinner made without using any cookbook or dumb guide. Sweet fries potato, radish stew, spicy chiken, Sweet and sour pork ribs, and some salad. Man i am tired, i need a good fucking sleep.
For the DnD buddies: https://www.instagram.com/reel/C5rXzsHrX1Q/?igsh=MTRya3N1cXJrdXhhcg==
It might just be me, but the way I write transitions between sentences is too similar. It's always a "Just then," a "A moment later," or "Immediately after." It's bugging me.
Screw instruction screw correct ingredients. Imma just wing it. Who said you need to follow instruction to make good food anyway.
By the word of franklin "Fuck it we ball"
By the word of franklin "Fuck it we ball"
Woke up
Got out of bed
Crossed a comb across my h-
Anyway, I am now awake and feeling worse than before. Temperature increased. I may be whining but it's my profile page so I'll do whatever the Hell I want.
Lesson learned: do not eat hamburgers at dubious places.
I'll go sleep some more
Got out of bed
Crossed a comb across my h-
Anyway, I am now awake and feeling worse than before. Temperature increased. I may be whining but it's my profile page so I'll do whatever the Hell I want.
Lesson learned: do not eat hamburgers at dubious places.
I'll go sleep some more
I...
I...
I am in a relationship now?
That was
A fucking speedrun
I...
I am in a relationship now?
That was
A fucking speedrun
This is the last day in camp, you will not be missed. And I wrote Roma Invicta on one of the hat.
"Lesbian with an exception" trope
My first memory is from before I was. I was formless, floating in an endless black void. I look to the side, at least it feels like it. There is an endless formless wall with many black rectangles with glowing white borders, each one bearing a word or two on it, I reach out my consciousness and touch one.
37,4 Celsius. A bit of sleep and I'll be okay. Peace
Godamn this weather is killing me. I am Soaking through my fucking shirt. Not to mention my long ass hair taking in all the sunlight. I hate summer
Seeing someone react to my comment count is funny.
