The braintrot is intense. See, I checked my list of meals for the week earlier and then I saw one of them being "green beans and cordon bleu" and "bleu" means blue. So basically my brain saw written the words green and blue next to each other and went DESTIEEEEEEL. Which is normal I guess.
Tankhun after pretending Kinn is dead: “Why can’t I play?”
Porsche: *glares*
*Porsche, in his head*: Because he left us handcuffed together for three days so he could get to know me better and I taught him how to fish and we sorta kinda kissed by a waterfall and I told him about my beach bar dreams and he sung for me and we fell off a cliff together and should’ve died but we didn’t and he said he was sorry and I said I’d lose my hand for him and he said he’d tell you all that I died so I could go free, maybe because I would lose a hand for him, maybe because he crossed my line, or maybe because he likes it when I’m happy and then we kissed for real and I was actually sober this time! and then he took a bullet for me and-
Ok enough abt ur boyfriend how are YOU doing, Jasprix?
Obviously I'm fine? Like I don't know fuck or shit all about the person Marvin is worried about, so it only effects me in the way I want him to be alive for Marvin's sake.
I got a headache, from the long day I had yesterday, but that's pretty much it. No idea where your concern about me came from.
but lately I don't do anything at all, I don't feel like doing anything at the same time that I really want to do something. I'm on my phone all day, the hours go by so quickly that I don't even notice, but I still feel overwhelmed and stressed, I wouldn't even get out of bed. It's like I'm frozen in fucking time, I can't move and I don't really know if I want to. the thing is that I have a lot of things to do, but I can't do it, I don't know what the fuck my problem is. I'm not in the mood for anything
I miss my sons but I’m so busy being a) involved in this huge ambitious project at work and b) being increasingly crippled by my own defective digestive and immune system that I have no Create Things juice :’(
Really annoying because I have at LEAST a short fic that just needs final review and drafting to post, but can’t even muster the energy for that.
I did tame Michelangelo in Ark: Survival Evolved:
However on Monday night he and his brother Donatello, so freshly tamed that I did not even get a screencap, as well as triceratops Pepperoni were brutally murdered on a hell beach by a big evil feathered dinosaur thing Koya along with the rest of me and my buddy’s growing dino army. Can’t have shit in vidya games ;A;
Constantly reminded of how much more I want for myself and my life 😔😔😔 rattling the bars on my cage and wishing someone would come along and make me a real LD and take me away from this horrid little place
Everytime I’m reminded that Cas was the only one in all universes with a crack in his chassis, that Dean wanted him to stay, that Cas did it, all of it for Dean, that Dean wanted to die because Cas was dead, really dead after Lucifer stabbed him, that Cas told Dean “I love you” twice and that Dean told Cas he needed him twice in such a vulnerable way, I just want to scream my lungs out.
On one hand, getting older isn't the end of the world, and it's fine, but on the other hand, after a certain point, each passing year brings more pain and death and grief and fewer things to look forward to other than more pain and death and grief and I can't remember what the point of any of this is anymore and I am not doing well