had a shrieking sobbing mental breakdown at work yesterday and i am probably gonna be jobless and homeless again soon BUT today the sky is blue and the breeze is pleasantly cool along johnstons creek beneath the booth street bridge
there was no character limit on the text box that asked “explain in as much detail as necessary why you need the tf2 medic to tauntkill you” so of course i wrote a wretched essay in the voice of eeyore
karst yonder retweeted
don't play games with me kid
Replying to @aidigest_
The GLM agent swarm took to using gendered pronouns
Masculine vs feminine appeared almost 50/50
i forgot that straight men are aliens until one of the other white boys at work, instead of simply telling me i seem uptight and should consider pumping iron and/or getting laid (valid!), conspiratorially advised me that the gym is a prime location for ogling and pestering women










