Never Mind, Just Found Season 2. I'll Be Gone A Little Longer :)

"Aww, da wittle baby has a sewvant fwom hell, I'm so pwoud of you"

You’re in the habit of repeating your baby’s gibberish back to them. Today, a portal opens in your sitting room, and a demon pops out saying, ‘yes, master?’

Time to rewrite my fanfic for the 3rd time aaaaaahhhhhh

hate all the phrases that are sex-coded fr. The other day I was telling a friend “I just want more physical intimacy” and had to be like “fuck wait no” because I literally just want to be able to wrap my arms around my friends from behind and play with their hands or hair and have them come up behind me and tuck their chins over my head. “I want to sleep with you” but I literally mean I want to. Sleep. In the same bed. With you. Cuddling. Why is everything so difficult I am killing everyone

Just watched the first 5 episodes of Steins;Gate

The story is still all coming together but MAN did it hurt my brain

Woke up way too early and had motivation to write. Enjoy I guess.

There I stood at the ocean’s edge upon a firm boulder that seemed to have stood for centuries. I cry into the night, “I don’t understand. Why am I like this? Others can sleep, yet I am tormented and wake early in the morning before the sun even breaks the horizon.” I cry out to the ocean, not in fear or sadness, but grief. “Why?” I cry. “Why?” I break down in tears, for I have no answer. All that fills the night is the waves crashing blow the overhang and wails of confusion. A voice calls from the water. “Come,” it says, “and join us in the ocean’s depth.” I understand not why this call is being made, but in my desperate fit to understand, I stand back up slowly, and answer the call. I feel the air around me stir, as if ushering me in, and I hit the ocean’s surface. I fall deep into the sea, deep, deeper, yet deeper. Yet I feel no cold. Cold is the opposite of what I feel. Warmth. The ocean is warm, opposed to the usual cold of the night, as if it attempts to comfort me. And it is. As I sink deeper, a hum, seemingly from a woman, is echoing from the deep. It hums melodies of old, new, and of pasts unknown. I hit the ocean’s floor, yet I have not yet perished. In fact, I still breathe, even when faced with the ocean depth. The voice draws ever closer, yet it drifts away. The ground seems to fall from underneath me, and I with it. The voice seems ever near, yet also as if it may be on the other side of the planet. I am caught by something that may be a hand, yet it may also be a head. I do not know, and I dare not look. I am held by it, and my mind is slowly filled with the humming. It is no longer coming from far away, nor is it close. It’s so unbelievably loud, yet soft. I know not where it is coming from, yet I have no need to know. I am warm and comfortable, even more than being held in the arms of my own mother. Nothing matters anymore, and even I can understand that clearly. I am finally free from the shackles of the world, ever to dwell in the abyss. What abyss this is, no longer matters either. I am safe. I am home. I am free.

Apparently daydreaming is common? I thought it was something only I did, something I came up with.

I've had deja vu before, but 2 nights ago, I had a LITERAL PREMONITION. I think it's getting a little out of hand...

I think it's kinda funny how Pinkie Pie has canonically fucked

"I can change my future" mfs be like: "You will never amount to anythi-" "NUH UH"

I can't wait 3 or 4 more weeks for the r6s operators man :(