The fact that when I engage in Doomscrolling that it has nothing to do with Dr. Doom upsets me moderately. We also need the inverse in which we call it Fantastic Scrolling.

I don't know what to do with this app to be honest.

My toxic trait is my belief that I can hit that final note in Defying Gravity.

People are leaving Twitter because it’s not fun anymore and no one is obligated to be on a platform they don’t enjoy.

It’s not rocket science.

I hope all the Rave couples that captioned their photos with:
"If our love is tragedy, why are you my remedy?
If our love's insanity, why are you my clarity?"
On each other's social media walls are doing OK

Horror video game protagonists coming across ammo early in the game before scary stuff has happened:

“Huh, just some ammo lying around in the only kitchen drawer I can open. Well, that’s not ominous. I don’t even have a gun but I guess I’ll put it in my pocket for noooooo reason.”

I don't think I'm ready for kids. I don't want to be responsible for giving them just enough emotional trauma so that they're funny but not so much that they develop a complex. I just barely lucked out. That balance seems hard.

R.E.M. should reunite to make a new song that's a modern reimagining to their 1991 hit "Losing My Religion" called "Losing My Libido" as a tribute to all the people on SSRIs, SNRIs, and MAOIs.
Oh no, I've said too much.

Neither enemies to friends nor enemies to lovers but rather a secret third more complex wtf thing

I hate when people ask me why I don't celebrate Thanksgiving. I'll celebrate Thanksgiving when Valve releases Half Life 3.
How about that?! 😤

The Japanese Game Director Kink Trinity:

Hideo Kojima - Boobs
Yoko Taro - Ass
Hidetaka Miyazaki - Feet

I will not elaborate.

"I wile therefore I will."
-Modern Day Descartes

It's been a while since I've joined a new social media network. Feels like being at Level 1 in a Roguelite. So many possibilities and I have no idea how I'm going to act up yet.