i’m so crossed rn i am so happy to be crossed. i live for this exact moment. i don’t think about anything other than how happy i am to be alive. nothing else matters. fear is around the corner. she won’t scare me tonight. my chest is getting tighter but i’m so brave about it
i love being drunk. as long as i’m alive they can’t kill me. i am so inevitable i wish my dad would just buck up. feel like family functions are gonna be awk for a bit. watching a good show. spiked simply is really good stuff. it’s the bolder kind. i love weed to man. yea im aliv
Mirroring my behaviors, eh? Echoing my vocal quirks? Copying my typing styles? Trying out my recommendations? Emulating my habits? Telling me things and feeling cheered up by seeing my reactions, huh? Responding Pavlovianly to notifications from me? Feeling my moods affect yours?
i still have em so i’ll stand on my ten toes that i really like the joke “the amazing digital Noun” i think it’s so funny and it humors me in a really base way it’s great. Fuck you
i wish tat i could really do it sometimes. i don’t think i will ever but ill keep thinking about it kinda like how you know that your ex is probably around you in a certain radius and you just hope you don’t meet
maybe i was expecting too much but pleasant surprise this did not taste like a baja blast at all! it did, however, taste exactly like the blue part of the bomb pop. i’m gonna let the bosses know about that potential.