i am slowly getting accustomed. i should be the way i usually am soon enough.

i hope i don't sound too ominous, i'm currently having troubles adjusting to this corner of the internet and it's somewhat affecting the way i express myself.

while the past can't be undone, parts of it can be repeated if one so wishes.

curse my brain's strange need for code-switching, may it drown with my memories. why am i this way?

it is never to late for consumption of instant noodles.

aha spoke to you