When you are all “I should just die” and she is all “ yes you should it will make things easier.”
Kaiju No. 8 makes me cry
Reason #422 that I will not be your prototypical client:
Let’s say you’re my gym. You’ve been working with me for quite a while. You haven’t seen me for months (when the bottom drops out you become low priority). I finally decide to come back in today… 25 lbs lighter w/o 6.8% of my fat.
The way y’all are losing your minds out here over Chick-fil-a, I am guessing the memo never made it to the Bay Area about their faith-based homophobia (they are closed on Sundays, FFS). You may as well be lining up for a sit down at Cracker Barrel.
Fuckin’ Jeff Buckley
When she says she’s actively looking for ways to kill herself because of your poor mental health.
Apathetically inspired
Slow is fast; no lizard, just grass
Turns out there’s a typo as well; but, it was never going to matter.
How many puppies were born yesterday? Tell me that shit too.
┻┻︵⁞=༎ຶ﹏༎ຶ=⁞︵┻┻ I’m just sayin’…
Yeah, guess fucking why, bitches. I am in watch-the-world-burn-mode per the plan I laid out a couple years ago.
The previous post has an obvious word omission and one obviously poorly chosen word.
In order of increasing difficulty:
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Which word ought I have included?
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Which word ought be replaced?
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Which word ought do the replacing?
.ɹǝʍsuɐ uɐ ƃuıpıʌoɹd uı ʇuıod ɥɔnɯ ʇou sı ǝɹǝɥʇ dıɥsɹǝʌɹǝsqo ʇnoɥʇıʍ
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I wish the hair on my arms would stand straight the f$&k up when I’m fight-or-flighty so folks uncomfortable with buzzsaws might gain a pip or prescience.
Quick question, @manton… I disconnected my feed from MB for April hunting a noticeable impact.
I reconnected for May, everything operating as expected and intended.
Presently, I was perusing the MB timeline in search of my April posts when I was low key surprised to actually find them.
Regardless of whether they are meant to be there now (I am entirely indifferent), I’m curious if they were there in April or, as I would suspect, if they are simply being drawn in on account of the reconnected feed.
As expected, disconnecting my feed from all social media platforms for an entire month, including Micro.blog, has zero impact.
Emotional introspection with jumping song lyric commentary… I dub thee Bumble Bee mode.
batshit and bloated
Radical
If you are reading this, and the origin of your path is anything other than the Micro.blog Help forums, go on and wiggle some digits at limb’s end so I see you.
Alone
If nothing isn’t something, how can I be doing it?
I want to know what my song sounds like.
The only difference between fantasy and reality is external confirmation.
When you ask Siri to restart a show, she brings you web searches… so you reply, “Nevermind, fuck off,”… to which she responds, “Okay, then.”