the glass eater

wrist tattoos finished :)

if u saw me post this already somewhere else no u didnt

i wanna duplicate my mind into another body then strap down my original body with my original mind onto a slab. then i want to hit her with a big hammer over and over again. i think itd be good for the both of us.

turns out doing difficult arithmetic in your head while cashiering is a great way to induce the kind of mental fog necessary for mid level spells

the bike path around the coulee in my hometown, that id go rollerblading on at 3 am. every airport ive ever traveled alone in. montauk on a stormy day. i wasnt always well in these times. often awful in fact. but they stick out in my memories. some of my most precious moments. forever.

the house i shared with a flight attendent who was never home. my dorm during my internship. UNH campus after midnight. Hampton Beach before sunrise. the 3 months i spent alone in my childhood home before we finished the move. that tree stump where i watched the spring happen

ive realized that i really only ever feel nostalgic for periods of isolation. i can miss people, i can miss group experiences, but nostalgia really only hits me for those quiet moments. manning the state park visitor center in the dead of winter. the long island expressway.

VOMIT REVIEW TIME:

8/10, high volume, remarkably smooth, didnt really burn, very little got stuck in my mouth. almost too pleasant.

hate when my team plays the lakers bc the next day my feed is just highlights of lebron and luka and reaves just dunking all over my favorite guys

i want another one

tattoo waow

doing historical materialism on my emotional states

i put the lined hood back on my coat. im listening to music again. i go on walks for no reason. im on my way back.

poetry is difficult

i always get really excited when i hit the second clause of a sentence.

cross my heart and hope to die, stick a needle in my eye

we had to put our cat down yesterday. her name is Curie

sorry for my absence. havent really been feeling it. dm me on discord idk i might stop posting here too

theyre beating me, theyre killing me with hammers. i dont get to knownwhat day it will be, but no matter what, it will be a surprise anyway.

(OOC) real oomfs remember my original obsession before i read Glass Corpses. i run the risk of returning

forgot to tag this (OOC) but it is

i havent been able to make an addition to this server in YEARS. its been TWO BOOKS

OH MY GOD ITS HAPPENING EVERYONE CALM DOWN ITS HAPPENING ITS HAPPENING OH MY GOD ITS HAPPENING

nosferatu has left me strangely comforted. not for Count Orlok's defeat, but for His presence. nothing else can get me as long as He is there

my main critique of nosferatu is it really needed to be a good 20-30 minutes longer at least. the temptations were cut short.

nosferatu was incredible. very good.

its really important especially later in transition to recognize when something is gender dysphoria vs when something is just the inherent pain of being a woman in a patriarchal society

marx never died he just got isekaid

outside of those other twelve times ive only lost an arm once

taking ur bot to the detailer to get it wrapped for its birthday