whoever wrote flight of the bumblebee was so right. that sounds like a bumblebee alright. spot on.
going to be thinking about those gay little robots while i work. i hope they explode. going to microwave them when i get home.
shrimp miku
hey man this is a fight to the death. why are you bricked up rn
i am either going to write something devious or devious
ENA and Jesus Christ
i love them so much i need to make them fight to the death and scavenge for nutrients in the puddles of gore
“you can’t just post something serious and then repost this utter nonsense!” yes i can. do you walk to the ocean and demand the sand form concrete beneath your feet? do you wade in the water and scream for the tide to still? does the moon’s ever-repeating stages anger you? the varying birdsong in the woods a call to violence?
anyways more drabble posts soon
"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
deltarune tomorrow (in two months)