genuinely affraid to check, but i think there's a good chance the last piece of art my mom saw from me before she died was that one lawlight thing i made
everyone hate my loquacious swag. its always "why did you make this sentence so long" and "why do you use so many commas and em dashes" and never "how did you come up with that run on sentence" or "writing that run on sentence looked fun"
doing space missions with a ragtag crew but if I'm being honest I hate all of their fucking guts. we are not making an unlikely family I want to kill these people