Deltarune Tomorrow. Haha. Ha Ha. Tomorrow. Deltarune Tomorrow. Deltarune Tomorrow Deltarune Tomorrow

i am either going to write something devious or devious

they’re so bad for each other. i need to make them smash.

do you think if i’m nice enough to the robots they’ll give me an extra nutrient pill

"deltarune tomorrow" i mutter repeatedly to myself in the dark corner of the room. my voice high-pitched and my words stuttery and incoherent. the same message has been scrawled all over the walls in red crayon, each letter now becoming more illegible with each passing day. my eyes, wide and bloodshot. my hair, messy and frazzled, as they drag me away to the psyche ward

ah yes, another near trip to the emergency room. my author’s note grows exponentially longer and my draft gains a thousand more words.

trying to win a staring contest against an angel but it keeps opening more eyes

we should make more robots kiss i think

ouuhhhbgbhf. inneed to make them kiss

ENA and Jesus Christ