There's A Fine Line Between Letting Go Of Your Fear Of Being Cringe And Accepting Your Genuine Self Completely

oh to live in only mildly interesting times

New vocal stim just dropped

Laboring in my laboratory wearing my white coat and long black nitrile gloves with white hair standing on end locked tf in all mad and scientistc in the eerie glow with my beakers and baubles beeping maschines and pages of scrawled notes strewn about and you think I'm creating life or building a bioweapon but in fact I'm just passing a glowing green solenoid back and forth between flasks watching with fascination because I'm off some strong as fuck acid and a couple gas station gummies to boot

"wealth" means different things to different people. for me it means being able to live quietly and comfortably, adopt a pet, donate to charities I care about, be able to take care of myself in my old age, and eventually leave an inheritance to my loved ones, who will then be forced by the stipulations of my will to be locked at midnight in a Mystery Mansion and solve an elaborate series of puzzles while being mysteriously killed off one by one. and i don't think that's so much to ask

Happy anniversary, Stonewall riots! Stay revolutionary!

*guy who is very clearly going through. something* oh yknow. just a little tired haha

me as a writer