so today at work i for some reason felt like listening to MCR, then watched a couple videos and remembered that weird intense attraction to Frank Iero I haven't felt for at least 10 years. Something awakened within me. ChatGPT helped me confirm my diagnosis:

ahhh shitposting into the void feels so therapeutic actually. this will heal me.

I used to have 30k tweets and 7k followers at one point on twitter, I think I quite literally peaked at age 14. I’ve seen things.

still no idea which language I wanna speak on here

leaning towards English as there are more Frank Iero thirst traps

you got me with the cookies 🪤

прям зараз сутінки дивлюсь, то мистецтво. нагадує мені що не треба бути ідеальною. не обовʼязково робити кльово. крінж теж цінується. 🤝

how many people you think have eaten it from the back in a racecar bed?

оп пʼять хвилин і вже чотири підписника, fame is that you

heard that it’s chill here - hope so. i’m so tired of todays social media. miss the old twitter 🕊️