Hey, quick update: due to the overwhelming number of things i cant share or say anything partisan about in my ask inbox- Ive closed it. If youre here to ask questions about my fics or anything thats chill but ur gonna have to do it in the submission box. sorry for any inconvience!
I keep having these fucking insane panic attacks about like. what will happen when i die and this fucked up literal no where panic belief that I will never see myself die?? and I get extremely worried about not just my own fate but if my loved ones are alright and I think Its just lack of sleep and Malnutrition catching up with me and making me feel fucking Delusional and Anxious
all cyberpunk stories are like “If you wanna crack open a cybercroissant this nasty, you’re gonna need a real top notch e-driller. i know a guy- Toledo Killswitch- he’s got the frag ordinance you need to grizzle this bocce ball.”
Sometimes you need to acknowledge that its You. You are the Fucking Problem. And you’re not going to STOP being the problem until you take a deep breath, sit with every personality trait that makes you The Problem, and Resolve to Change.
People do NOT enjoy an Asshole and People enjoy a Self-depricating Asshole who refuses to change despite being aware of the problem behaviour even less.
I do not know how to tell you that Asshole is not a Label you should strive to achive, nor to maintain.
In an effort to help working individuals improve their fitness and well-being, experts at the Mayo Clinic issued a new set of health guidelines Thursday recommending that Americans stand up at their desk, leave their office, and never return. “Many Americans spend a minimum of eight hours per day sitting in an office, but we observed significant physical and mental health benefits in subjects after just one instance of standing up, walking out the door, and never coming back to their place of work again,” said researcher Claudine Sparks, who explained that those who implemented the practice in their lives reported an improvement in mood and reduced stress that lasted for the remainder of the day, and which appeared to persist even into subsequent weeks.
The secret to my youthful appearance: every 3 weeks I eat my weight in clams, drink my weight in tonic water, apply my weight in moisturizer, plunder my weight in gold, commute my weight in miles, watch my weight in birds, speak my weight in French, leap my weight in lords, smoke my weight in ribs, and fall my weight in love.
Everyone’s all “ohhh 2026 bring back physical media” until I start talking illuminated manuscripts and then suddenly we’re not on the same page anymore
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