i am, as the poets say, a mess
I graduated high school today & everyone’s super stoked except for me, who is only full of the void (and cake)
I identify with the wizard Howl because if *I* had magical powers I would use them to get better hair, evade taxes, make computer games for my nieces and nephews, use aliases that imply I’m related to King Arthur, spend at least half my life as a literal toddler and discover alternate planes of reality so that I could flirt with the girls there.
you come into my house, you disrespect my problematic fave
what is shitposting?
an ai begins to question its purpose
