i don’t really know how “home” feels because i’ve always kind of considered anywhere i’ve lived to just be a place i go to catch my breath when i’m not doing something, but i’ve heard your emotional state or stuff that happened there can make a place stop being a home, so to speak. sounds reasonable

congrats! hope the new place is nice!

the worst thing about death is how often it seems to function as the worst possible punchline for the setup of a joke no one wanted to listen to in the first place. it’s awful and more than anything just to exhausting. my condolences.

i’m honestly thinking of switching the apps placement in my screen with each other so the muscular memory will course correct me to bluesky

absolute perfection

i’ve actively avoided listening to that song and now i’m gonna go through life thinking these are actual lyrics and i’m totally fine with that.

happy birthday

cool way of recruiting for satanism

you’ll cure his neurotypicality

”99,9% fat and sugar free” seems like a weird brag for air but sure …