(realizing a guy stopped listening 4 minutes into me talking about how I’m in my applesauce and Sudoku era) Wowwwww. he must be addicted to pornography
she let me hit because she has let me hit for generations in an infinite number of past lives in the karmic cycle. sometimes as four horned antelopes, as a speck of pollen on a bluebell flower, or even as algae surrounding hydrothermal vents on the deep sea floor
It's Christmas, but I hardly feel any jolliness or Christmas spirit. In fact, I haven't felt anything at all for quite some time. I'm just so numb. You can't see it but I'm typing while bleeding out in the snow. NOT! There's no fucking snow. Because of Chat gpt