"Aww, Da Wittle Baby Has A Sewvant Fwom Hell, I'm So Pwoud Of You"

Apparently daydreaming is common? I thought it was something only I did, something I came up with.

Can't sleep again

There’s something in my brain. Be it a worm, a parasite, nobody knows. It’s fairly quiet during the day, yet when the sun sets, it begins its activities. It activates my hippocampus and amygdala against my wishes. And worse, it constantly flexes and unflexes the muscles in my leg, causing my heart rate to constantly stay up just enough to prevent sleep. I cannot believe I have to live with this… thing, but unless I consume pills, I’m stuck with it. Thankfully, writing seems to get it going long enough to quiet it down, but I’m no writing wizard. One can only write so much before running out of ideas. Fortunately, it seems to have mostly halted its nightly activities, but I assure you I must fight this unending war until the day of my demise.

What happens if I reject gender completely?

This post is for ladies only. If you are a guy, GET out of here.

I bestow upon you this dagger. It is an ancient dagger. Use it wisely.

The Eminence In Shadow Season 1 (Spoilers Ahead)

The Eminence in Shadow is the greatest thing I've ever watched. Everything about it is just so... perfect. These are exaggerations, but still. I love it. My favorite detail in the anime is the last episode, when Princess Rose goes to Alexandria. She's told to forget who she once was (or something similar), and is given the designation 666. In the credits that role while the episode is still playing out, Rose's name (IN THE CREDITS BTW) is changed to simply, "666". The attention to detail in this show is amazing. Totally watching season 2 as it comes out just like how i'm watching Bleach.

I can't wait 3 or 4 more weeks for the r6s operators man :(

I've got some weird future sight or something and I get deja vu sometimes. It's become quite annoying.

HELP i counldnt sleep at ALL last night and im STILL not tired what the FUCK do i DO AAAAHHH

i wasnt even on my computer AT ALL and STILL couldnt sleep

6 HOURS of LYING IN BED and just NOT SLEEPING FUUUUU-

Here's something I wrote, I guess.

(huge TW for themes of self doubt and general depression themes)

A man is trapped in his own mind. There are figures all around him. ‘Oh, it’s him.’ The figures seem to recognize the man. ‘I don’t like that guy’, ‘What is HE doing here?’, ‘Uninvited guest, much?’ The worst has yet to happen, yet the man is already covering his ears. He’s been through this before, a million times just about every day. ‘Everyone! The LOSER has arrived!’ They all start laughing. ‘He’s so fat!’, ‘He’s ugly!’, ‘He stinks like a garbage bin!’ The man is still knelt, desperately covering his ears to block them out, but it is futile. Their voices go directly into his brain, seeping into every crack and crevice. ‘This guy’s personality is just as stinky as his body!’ All the voices merge together, yet are all audible separately. DISAPPOINTING. This word is heard throughout the space. All the voices stop, making way for this one powerful one. I’M DISAPPOINTED IN YOU. YOU HAVE DONE NOTHING WITH YOUR LIFE. Tears start flowing down the man’s cheeks, and dripping down into the endless unknown. WHAT WILL YOU DO WITH YOUR LIFE? WHAT’S YOUR PLAN? The man, angered, stands up and yells. “I’M GONNA GET A JOB, GET A GIRL, AND LIVE A PEACEFUL LIFE! AND I CAN’T DO THAT WITH YOU HERE! SO JUST… leave me alone…” He falls back to his knees. This statement is followed by silence. THAT’S IT? DON’T MAKE ME LAUGH. YOU HAVE ABSOLUTELY NO SKILLS WHATSOEVER, YOU’LL NEVER BE ABLE TO KEEP UP WITH THE HOUSING MARKET,  AND A GIRL??? A GIRL??? There’s a moment of silence befor- BAHAHAHAHAHAHA! A GIRL? WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE? I’ll ANSWER FOR YOU! NOTHING. THAT’S WHAT YOU ARE. FUCK OUTTA HERE WITH THAT BULLSHIT. YOU WILL NEVER AMOUNT TO ANYTHING. YOU’LL HAVE TO GET THERE OVER MY DEAD FUCKING BODY. The man then vanishes, finally free of his own mind. NOTHING! YOU WILL NEVER AMOUNT TO ANYTHING! JUST GIVE UP! The man is still not free of the voices. He knows not when they’ll leave, nor if they even will. But even still, he holds out hope.

I've had deja vu before, but 2 nights ago, I had a LITERAL PREMONITION. I think it's getting a little out of hand...

Happy Birthday Fish. I am sending you the beam attack of friendship. If you look to the sky, you will see it. Don't worry, it will not obliterate you.

wow :)