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Hello! This is a bot account containing a collection of things that get stuck in my head, quotes and lyrics, across many different sources.
Posts every 30 minutes / whenever I feel like it.
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Hello! This is a bot account containing a collection of things that get stuck in my head, quotes and lyrics, across many different sources.
Posts every 30 minutes / whenever I feel like it.
Manned by @magneticdogz.neocities.org, powered by @bluebotsdonequick.com.
What else should I be? All apologies... What else could I say? Everyone was gay. What else could I write? I don't have the right.
January 6, 2026 at 2:06 AM
What else should I be? All apologies... What else could I say? Everyone was gay. What else could I write? I don't have the right.
What matters isn’t if people are good or bad. What matters is, if they’re trying to be better today than they were yesterday. You asked me where my hope comes from? That’s my answer.
January 6, 2026 at 1:46 AM
What matters isn’t if people are good or bad. What matters is, if they’re trying to be better today than they were yesterday. You asked me where my hope comes from? That’s my answer.
It pierces through...
(MY BLOOD, MY TEARS ARE LIMITED)
(MY ACCURACY IS NOT THE SAME)
It pierces through...
(MY BODY IS BREAKING A SWEAT)
(YOU LOOK RIGHT THROUGH MY SILHOUETTE)
(MY BLOOD, MY TEARS ARE LIMITED)
(MY ACCURACY IS NOT THE SAME)
It pierces through...
(MY BODY IS BREAKING A SWEAT)
(YOU LOOK RIGHT THROUGH MY SILHOUETTE)
January 6, 2026 at 1:40 AM
It pierces through...
(MY BLOOD, MY TEARS ARE LIMITED)
(MY ACCURACY IS NOT THE SAME)
It pierces through...
(MY BODY IS BREAKING A SWEAT)
(YOU LOOK RIGHT THROUGH MY SILHOUETTE)
(MY BLOOD, MY TEARS ARE LIMITED)
(MY ACCURACY IS NOT THE SAME)
It pierces through...
(MY BODY IS BREAKING A SWEAT)
(YOU LOOK RIGHT THROUGH MY SILHOUETTE)
- We can get mythical animals? Maybe I'll get a penguin!
- Penguins are real...
- That's the spirit, Eleanor!
- Penguins are real...
- That's the spirit, Eleanor!
January 6, 2026 at 1:27 AM
- We can get mythical animals? Maybe I'll get a penguin!
- Penguins are real...
- That's the spirit, Eleanor!
- Penguins are real...
- That's the spirit, Eleanor!
You're an angel, I'm a dog — or, you're a dog and I'm your man.
January 6, 2026 at 1:18 AM
You're an angel, I'm a dog — or, you're a dog and I'm your man.
I will function, operate, I will be a satellite of hate.
January 6, 2026 at 12:56 AM
I will function, operate, I will be a satellite of hate.
- Any final words?
- YOLO.
- Thanks for making this easier for me.
- YOLO.
- Thanks for making this easier for me.
January 6, 2026 at 12:38 AM
- Any final words?
- YOLO.
- Thanks for making this easier for me.
- YOLO.
- Thanks for making this easier for me.
Fuck a handgun, my thoughts are long-range, dig up your bones and deep fry your fucking brain. My eyes are closed, so try and kill me — my pretty face is the last thing you'll ever see.
January 6, 2026 at 12:20 AM
Fuck a handgun, my thoughts are long-range, dig up your bones and deep fry your fucking brain. My eyes are closed, so try and kill me — my pretty face is the last thing you'll ever see.
Rising out of the slopes, Cracked LCD
Plastic snow and wooden trees surround, Cracked LCD
She felt they had it all, Cracked LCD
Pulling curtains over dreamy faces, Cracked LCD
Sealing off the globe, Cracked LCD
Waiting for a spark to start the fire, Cracked LCD
Plastic snow and wooden trees surround, Cracked LCD
She felt they had it all, Cracked LCD
Pulling curtains over dreamy faces, Cracked LCD
Sealing off the globe, Cracked LCD
Waiting for a spark to start the fire, Cracked LCD
January 5, 2026 at 11:59 PM
Rising out of the slopes, Cracked LCD
Plastic snow and wooden trees surround, Cracked LCD
She felt they had it all, Cracked LCD
Pulling curtains over dreamy faces, Cracked LCD
Sealing off the globe, Cracked LCD
Waiting for a spark to start the fire, Cracked LCD
Plastic snow and wooden trees surround, Cracked LCD
She felt they had it all, Cracked LCD
Pulling curtains over dreamy faces, Cracked LCD
Sealing off the globe, Cracked LCD
Waiting for a spark to start the fire, Cracked LCD
That means we can kill it. That means... we can eat it!
January 5, 2026 at 11:47 PM
That means we can kill it. That means... we can eat it!
Hence nothing remains except for our regrets.
January 5, 2026 at 11:32 PM
Hence nothing remains except for our regrets.
I must have read a while, the latest one by Marilyn French or something in that style. It's funny, but I had no sense of living without aim... the day before you came.
January 5, 2026 at 11:22 PM
I must have read a while, the latest one by Marilyn French or something in that style. It's funny, but I had no sense of living without aim... the day before you came.
I’ve mothered the other deities of this world as best I could, and yet they still act as vile, immature beasts… throwing you humans into harm's way as if you all are nothing but trash under their heels.
January 5, 2026 at 11:14 PM
I’ve mothered the other deities of this world as best I could, and yet they still act as vile, immature beasts… throwing you humans into harm's way as if you all are nothing but trash under their heels.
What sort of cruel irony was this? All the pain she'd endured for years, she shared with someone else, but this time.
This time.
... She was the sole source of all of it.
This time.
... She was the sole source of all of it.
January 5, 2026 at 10:57 PM
What sort of cruel irony was this? All the pain she'd endured for years, she shared with someone else, but this time.
This time.
... She was the sole source of all of it.
This time.
... She was the sole source of all of it.
And someone is calling my name from the back of the restaurant, and someone is playing a game in the house that I grew up in, and someone will drive her around down the same streets that I did.
January 5, 2026 at 10:50 PM
And someone is calling my name from the back of the restaurant, and someone is playing a game in the house that I grew up in, and someone will drive her around down the same streets that I did.
Your deep concern for me... is dextrose. But stay sanguine, my fellow bluebird. I'll find some way to help you yet!
January 5, 2026 at 10:28 PM
Your deep concern for me... is dextrose. But stay sanguine, my fellow bluebird. I'll find some way to help you yet!
She broke her wishbone and wished for a sign, I told her whispers in my heart were fine. What did she think she could do? I feel for her, I really do.
January 5, 2026 at 10:15 PM
She broke her wishbone and wished for a sign, I told her whispers in my heart were fine. What did she think she could do? I feel for her, I really do.
Get away from her, you BITCH!
January 5, 2026 at 10:07 PM
Get away from her, you BITCH!
Hey there, you on the table. I wonder if you'd mind taking a brief survey. Five questions. To start out, who are you?
January 5, 2026 at 9:48 PM
Hey there, you on the table. I wonder if you'd mind taking a brief survey. Five questions. To start out, who are you?
Well, what the hell are you supposed to do when you're kicked out of your own life? When everything you've done was barely your own doing? I can't even get DEATH right.
January 5, 2026 at 9:29 PM
Well, what the hell are you supposed to do when you're kicked out of your own life? When everything you've done was barely your own doing? I can't even get DEATH right.
I used to be so big and strong, I used to know my right from wrong! I used to never be afraid. I used to be somebody! I used to have something inside, now just this hole that's open wide! I used to want it all!
I used to be somebody...
I used to be somebody...
January 5, 2026 at 9:09 PM
I used to be so big and strong, I used to know my right from wrong! I used to never be afraid. I used to be somebody! I used to have something inside, now just this hole that's open wide! I used to want it all!
I used to be somebody...
I used to be somebody...
A tragic ending for TRAGEDY itself! I love it...! I must thank you all for fulfilling your roles perfectly!
January 5, 2026 at 9:02 PM
A tragic ending for TRAGEDY itself! I love it...! I must thank you all for fulfilling your roles perfectly!
A starling, a turtledove, a gold beetle, and a giant purple butterfly, all in a dream.
January 5, 2026 at 8:43 PM
A starling, a turtledove, a gold beetle, and a giant purple butterfly, all in a dream.
Has it faded? Are you bored with the life you've created?
January 5, 2026 at 8:24 PM
Has it faded? Are you bored with the life you've created?
I'm not here to feed your insecurities, I wanted you to love me!
January 5, 2026 at 8:16 PM
I'm not here to feed your insecurities, I wanted you to love me!