i won't be online until the home wifi gets payed. bye for now ig.

its fine, the person died last week and they were cremated so the funeral was later. im not close to them so i feel largely uneffected by there passing. there's none ik irl im close to if i had to be honest. i've probably only seen him 10 times in my enter life so its not a big thing for me. im not really the type to morn ether so the second im able to be online more, I WILL. im not taking a break or anything like that, its just shitty Internet hotspot is all i have so i come online at weird times rn

the usa government shut down at 12am. people are gonna be outta work, this sucks :c

maria cary, dried up, one hit wonder meme x sad, emo femboi edge lord who cant seem to keep a [censored] for long then goes and makes song about failed relationship
yes, if i had my shit i'd be making this real.

dupster girl

i like green day and mindless self indulgence. i feel very sad bc of my seizures i'll never get to enjoy a green day show, and msi doesn't even do shows anymore, not since the 2010s. :c but i also like dark vocaloid, my favorites being ぺぽよ(pepoyo) and まれつ(maretu)

• get your [censored] back in the basement Timmy. mpmmy and daddy aren't coming to bring you home. take the shark plushie and go play with the other boys. I do not care it's damp or unfinished, you are a femboy now and this is where they live; In the basement. so get back down there while I get back into the kitchen and make some monster energy punch and greet these nice people taking attendence *

_ oh! hello! here!!!!!!!

filth. clutter. clothes. scattered on the floor. laying on a broken bed that's basically on the ground. you have hardly any energy, typing burns your muscles but you get most of your social interaction through the screen. roaches, flies, fleas, all waltz over your body as you lay in the bed, some bite, like roaches and fleas, the flies just buzz on you. looking around you, you see months of neglect. you're so sick though that getting up for more than just a few minutes feels taxing. walking up the step to exit your room burns your calves. walking hurts. but that's no biggie if you hardly leave your bed. tired, oh so tired you are, you could sleep for 12 hours straight and not feel much different. you don't leave your house often, when you do it's just for errands and nothing more. everyone you speak to besides immediate family is through the screen. it's hard to maintain relationships through a screen but it doesn't matter much. doom-scrooling, indulging in unsavory content, chatting with people who you'll never see on discord or being chronically online on a dead forum or just watching YouTube take up a large amount of your waking hours. tired as you are, you wouldn't have it any other way because this life is good, you are greatful. you could have nothing. you are nothing more than a chud, or a neet. you feel as though a chud jack could be made out of your face. tired eyes, blemishes, dry skin, hair like straw remaining unbrushed. one of the most ugly faces you've ever seen is your own. you're a filthy chud. your room should be on Reddit for people to make fun of, but it's ok. you deserve it. roaches eat the dry wall by your bed, you feel utterly repulsive. empty bottles look at you, they feel judgemental as hell.

you're a chud, you're a fat lil chud. hardly leave your bed and stay up until the sun comes up.

you aren't living, you aren't surving, you're just existing and that's it.
but you're doing this to yourself so you have no right to complain so you just look at your dying laptop and decide to plug it in and just stare at the ceiling.

@GooXy im hungry rn, i started salivating reading this :skull:

give a man a fire he'll be warm for the day, light a man on fire he'll be warm for the rest of his life owo

schlep goes to the adress sent to him by chris, he told him he couldn't come due to wether, it was now raining heavily. he parked his car near by and got his tools. he got his bag out of his car full of the tools he'd need for this. he fond a window and threw a brick through it, Chris did not notice as he was sobbing in a different part of the house. he crawled into the window after unlocking it through the hole he made with the brick. he ploped down inside and went to go look for davids office, he has no idea where he is, the house is extremely massive. he finds the room after half an hour of wandering, he identifies it by the sign above the door and takes out an axe and breaks down the door, realizing that was completely unessciry as the door lacked a lock. he found it.

his PC

he opened it and guessed the password was his lover Chris, and got to work, he hacked into roblox making it unuseable by banning everyone with a US, UK or Russian ip adress and everyone noticed quickly, schlepp got scared and ran out of the house by breaking another window with a different brick forgetting he could unlock it from the outside. he accedentaly turned on a stove while in the kitchen...
and he ran to his car and sped away

chris was scrambling to find the shitty flashlight he had on his keys he had on his nightstand. then he heard a familiar voice outside his door say something about his home security being good and his name being Michael. chris found and snached his keys funbling them in his hands how rebzzxy fumbles huzz. he turned on the flashlight and went to look for whatever he could to defend himself and his hubbys house. then he had an idea....
ne went into the bathroom in his room and found bleach undr the sink and nailpolish remover in the cabinet, he mixed the two and put it on his shirt, he then ran out his door and was listening to the sound of someone laughing.... ''aha!'' he opened a door to reveal Michael from the youtube channel vsauce trying to steal soap from the bathroom sink. he put it up to his face and Michael was sound asleep. he then picked him up and put him in the shower and locked the door from the outside. his phone was beyond dead and there was obviously no power and his-
he was interuped by the sound of serenes and flashing lights. the police soon found him, and he explained what happened. Michael was fine and taken from the house and was later found to be intoxicated and pulled an elaborate stunt to cut the power to the house to steal soap for a video.

David's face was red. he knew he

had

to do this. he arranged a meeting whith Chris, a private one. he decided to play his favourite love song in the background when he made his move, he put on a black tux that cost more than 9 months of ozempic. he ordered a cake that said ''i like you...'' in rainbow colours just to get the point across. chris was confused when David reached out for an interview at a park pavilion an hour away, he was already evicted and living in his car. chris drove up and walked in. he heard it...

never gonna give you up! never let you down!!!

blasted from speakers and he saw David in a black and white tux holding a rainbow cake...
''what the ga-'
David began to cry he said ''i like you! my wife left me! i lost my kids, when i saw you.... i knew you ment something to me'' chris, now confused having a panic attack hid under a bench highperventilating as David began to feel very flustered himself.
they sat up on the bench blushing... ''i think im bi...'' said chris
''im homeless...'' they held eachother crying as confused kids were running to tell there parents about this. ''my address is 67 melody lane'' whispered David. chris finally knew he found something.

:skull: :pray: or is the joke here that there's none to write the song bc its too dead

@pawthetic when i was your age, our flag wasn't a rainbow, it was pink with a triangle.

i'll never stop caring about you apollo. if you ever need im here

basically write a lil bit about this gif
i'll go first, pov: when your mom buys whole milk instead of 2%, you crash out until she buys the best kind. and you won't stop until the equilibrium of the milk sacraid code is restore. or the milk gods will bless again you again. you are now washing yourselfholy milk to purify your sin of milk.

the rope snaped and on the ground i am again. with the filth, insects, and stains of what shouldn't be remembered.
my mind is numb. the clock bullys me once more as i get out of bed the next day. i remember so many bad things, like the men who wanted my rose, the violence, the purple and green spots on my body when i was a child. take me to where it doesn't feel like this everyday, take me anywhere but here, do whatever you want to me, i don't care! use me however you wish, im done asking for help. my cries fall on uncaring ears anyway.
as the abyss envelops my enter body, i give up. they'll do whatever they want. my mind misses the purple and green spots from my childhood. i miss not being able to understand it. but now i do. you're pathetic, [censored] you. i'm done with tryna fight you, but it doesn't mean i like it......
but im stuck here forever now, aren't i?

i need to write a longer not safe for browse dns version on there