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WHAT'S A STAR ? CAN YOU TOUCH IT ? — A collection of my favorite quotes and lyrics. Forward me to all your friends.

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Hello! This is a bot account containing a collection of things that get stuck in my head, quotes and lyrics, across many different sources.

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Who SAYS an old CRT can't learn new tricks!?
November 26, 2025 at 2:17 PM
And so we label it a menace, or a grandiose work of art. From its finale to its genesis, we slowly pull it all apart.
November 26, 2025 at 1:59 PM
You are no commander! You are a threat to the mission! Your methods are STUPID! Your progress has been STUPID! Your intelligence is STUPID! For the sake of the mission, you must be TERMINATED!
November 26, 2025 at 1:49 PM
Pushing through unknown jungles every day, she's a girl with a taste for the world.
November 26, 2025 at 1:26 PM
Excuse me. Yeah, little jester? I'd like to order the Stupid Burger! Last time I ordered it here, they forgot to add the sauce that makes you stupid. Don't forget the sauce.
November 26, 2025 at 1:11 PM
Why not simply eject the disk, Luke? Spare me and whatever is left? Ah, but I have foreseen it. You do not eject the disk. You have to know what comes next, and you're doomed for your insistence on it. So let us dance, for we shall both be meeting our makers soon.
November 26, 2025 at 1:01 PM
I’m disturbed! I’m depressed! I’m inadequate! I'VE GOT IT ALL!
November 26, 2025 at 12:47 PM
I heard this life is just a play with no rehearsal. I wonder, will this be my final act tonight? And tell me, what's the price of fame?
November 26, 2025 at 12:41 PM
- I thought I'd never see you again...

- You always think of the worst endings. I wasn't about to give up just because things got difficult.
November 26, 2025 at 12:34 PM
I heard this life is just a play with no rehearsal. I wonder, will this be my final act tonight? And tell me, what's the price of fame?
November 26, 2025 at 12:20 PM
I was a lonely boy, no strength, no joy — in a world of my own at the back of the garden.
November 26, 2025 at 12:05 PM
Oh god, come quickly! The execution of all things! Let's start with the bears and the air, and mountains, rivers and streams... Then we'll murder what matters to you, and move on to your neighbors and kids, crush all hopes of happiness with disease.

'Cause of what you did.
November 26, 2025 at 11:55 AM
I’ve mothered the other deities of this world as best I could, and yet they still act as vile, immature beasts… throwing you humans into harm's way as if you all are nothing but trash under their heels.
November 26, 2025 at 11:46 AM
But now, I finally understand! No matter what happens, these feelings I have will never vanish... Forever and ever...

I'll be by your side forever.
November 26, 2025 at 11:35 AM
Am I in fucking Iceland or something
November 26, 2025 at 11:25 AM
So... this "World Wide Web" I've heard about... Does it involve spiders?
November 26, 2025 at 11:08 AM
Oh, I know I should say no... but, it's kind of hard when she's ready to go. I may be dumb, but I'm not a dweeb! I'm just a sucker with no self-esteem!
November 26, 2025 at 11:01 AM
When you go, just don’t change the channel... I hope you won’t be long.

After all, I want to be wanted... Is that so wrong?
November 26, 2025 at 10:44 AM
My wife... was extraordinary. My wife was allergic to nutmeg. And when she sneezed, she always sneezed twice. My wife liked other people’s dogs. My wife thought cardigans looked ridiculous. I loved all these things about her... equally.
November 26, 2025 at 10:28 AM
I messed everything up. The mask didn't work. And now I don't think anybody wants to talk to me anymore...
November 26, 2025 at 10:09 AM
... Why are you looking at me like that? Like you have seen a ghost. Do you know something that I do not? No... That is impossible.
November 26, 2025 at 9:49 AM
This place was never worth saving.

... Do you still want to try?
November 26, 2025 at 9:33 AM
You wear guilt like shackles on your feet, like a halo in reverse. I can feel the discomfort in your seat — and in your head, it's worse.
November 26, 2025 at 9:26 AM
This is happening for your pleasure, at your leisure — use your evil whenever you want.
November 26, 2025 at 9:05 AM
The Music Dance Experience is officially canceled.
November 26, 2025 at 8:47 AM