returning to an ordinary existence after catching a taste of what it's like to be in a place where thousands of people are unified by creativity community and fun, is truly soul crushing

it is good to see the uglydolls will be watched over by such a hardened creature

I have a clear slice to focus on for now: Shame. I'm ashamed of everything I am, like, and do, even stuff I'm "good at."

My program is contaminated and all of my danger is directed inward: They won't hurt me if they see I've already acknowledged the deserving aberration and punished myself

I get this with almost anything over-ear and a lot of on-ear sets, so many modern models feel like locking your skull in a sharp plastic vice grip

I got a big laugh from the visual chain of the tv>inxs>battery acid drip>UNCOMFY SIDE label on the pillow. This scene has so much fun evil stuff going on

teal/aquamarine/sea foam primarily but some people say those are blue. So radioactive lizard acid xbox green

couple more kez thingies