Me? Disappearing Off Of The Internet For Days Or Weeks At A Time Because Of A Severe Identity Crisis?

Instead of fantasizing about getting it on with Kusu I fantasize about him being my doctor 😏 telling him about my issues and concerns 🫣 him listening carefully and taking me seriously 😳 and then providing a manageable treatment plan 🥴 with a sensible balance of life changes and medicinal remedies 😍 that don't have nasty side effects or cost a fortune 🥵 (and then I get it on with him)

it really is crazy how quickly people were willing to just let chatgpt do everything for them. i have never even tried it. brother i don't even know if it's just a website you go to or what. i do not know where chatgpt actually lives, because i can decide my own grocery list.

watching death note with my family and after the college entrance episode my mom asked offhandedly if anyone had ever pictured L and light as a couple before. it felt like one single white dove had landed on a crystalline lake in a beautiful pure clearing. no i dont think anyones ever thought of that before

psa i have no idea how to use tumblr

okay tumblr’s exclusion from the twitter social media ban list is hilarious but genuinely we do not belong on there. if a real human person asks “where can i find you on social media” and your choice is a swift death or revealing your tumblr, most of us would simply expire. half of y’all change urls every week like you’re in witness protection. just imagine for one second attaching your wholeass government name to your latest two am clownposting and tell me that didn’t send a cold chill down your spine. the only place i ever want to see the words “connect with me on tumblr!” is on the ao3 profile of an author i’m actively stalking. anyone in the world can follow me except anyone i personally know. antisocial media.

i ate a bottle of fake blood on a dare and i've been shitting (hopefully) fake blood for two hours

thinking abt the time some random guy dmed me on here w essentially just nazi porn because what the fuck was that

that's part of why i deleted all my kink shit, that and it just reminded me of my shitty ex who i started this blog for

Mononoke is supposed to be a horror anime, and yes, it is indeed frequently unsettling, but I can’t help but find the whole premise entertaining in a way that was probably not intended by the producers.

Supernatural shit begins happening, and then the Totally Normal, Totally Human Medicine Man who rolled up right before that proceeds to drag out everyone’s dirty laundry in order to exorcise the enraged spirit.

There’s only twelve episodes (fifteen if you count episodes 9 through 11 of Ayakashi: Samurai Horror Tales), but this could have gone on for three seasons at least.

the masculine urge to pat a large dog on the side like a dad

I have absolute faith in Kusuriuri, by the way. Like if he appeared in my house and slapped me right in the face, I would say, "Thank you, Mr. Medicine Seller, I will reflect on my actions," and then I would go do that. He has never done anything wrong in his life ever.