when i was five human years old, my mom worked IT for State Farm. back then it was just a farm, and the state owned it. anyway she taught me command line, how to get around on the machines, how to make mario happen. had game controller too. she'd open the computer up and show me how to replace parts
when i was five human years old, my mom worked IT for State Farm. back then it was just a farm, and the state owned it. anyway she taught me command line, how to get around on the machines, how to make mario happen. had game controller too. she'd open the computer up and show me how to replace parts
angel gone, im dead to Thursday—who already found someone else before leaving my bed. discarded and erased me, refused to acknowledge my existence or the damage done. im too far broken now. therapy didnt work and with nothing left to live for, im ready to kill myself. i still love you thirsty. im ok
July 12, 2025 at 9:00 PM
angel gone, im dead to Thursday—who already found someone else before leaving my bed. discarded and erased me, refused to acknowledge my existence or the damage done. im too far broken now. therapy didnt work and with nothing left to live for, im ready to kill myself. i still love you thirsty. im ok
what's so bad about being misunderstood. once you're misunderstood, what communication takes place by misunderstanding? not knowing what people are meaning?
July 12, 2025 at 3:13 PM
what's so bad about being misunderstood. once you're misunderstood, what communication takes place by misunderstanding? not knowing what people are meaning?
I think the South and Midwest were too dumb to get stupid enough on their own, so there’s been an organized movement—within the government, within media, within capital—to help them achieve a level of ignorance they never dared dream of becoming. Thank God!
July 11, 2025 at 9:41 PM
I think the South and Midwest were too dumb to get stupid enough on their own, so there’s been an organized movement—within the government, within media, within capital—to help them achieve a level of ignorance they never dared dream of becoming. Thank God!
i open a tiny a window to listen.. to hear and to know whether the people in my secret dungeon are howling in pain. then sliding it back shut again, i return to monster hunter wilds, laughing and having fun with my friends
July 11, 2025 at 6:18 AM
i open a tiny a window to listen.. to hear and to know whether the people in my secret dungeon are howling in pain. then sliding it back shut again, i return to monster hunter wilds, laughing and having fun with my friends
this time last year when i was all fucked up and heartbroken, gupp played his restorative song for me on a flute. just for me. it sounded more beautifuler than the intro to final fantasy ix, and moved me to tears.
that is who gupp is
April 5, 2025 at 12:30 AM
this time last year when i was all fucked up and heartbroken, gupp played his restorative song for me on a flute. just for me. it sounded more beautifuler than the intro to final fantasy ix, and moved me to tears.