مثلا ...
There is a worm in my head that whispers “You shouldn’t be here.” constantly. It’s ruining my ability to work.
(when she says she likes to be degraded) you are dust and to dust you shall return
When did my 2-4am stop being surreal and liminal and became revenge procrastination hours instead?
about to use a printer. wish me luck
*comes back covered in blood and ash with a thousand yard stare but I'm holding a perfectly clean stack of shipping labels*
Okay but in the faculty room a few weeks ago, we were wondering why the printer kept reporting a paper jam when there obviously wasn’t any, so I took out the toner (that detachable cylinder thing with the idk toner fluid in it??) to get a deeper look. Still no paper stuck in there. I wondered if there was any stuck in the toner itself so I twisted it in my hands and got the biggest jumpscare of my professional life. A house lizard got stuck in there and DIED. And I was holding the toner with my left hand and my face was so close that its head was INCHES from my face when I looked. Of course I screamed and got the manly man in the room get it out because I cannot get my delicate gay fingers dirty not to mention I was REELING IN FEAR
“F-E-A-R has two meanings: ‘Forget Everything And Run’ or ‘Face Everything And Rise.’ The choice is yours.”
— Zig Ziglar
What about Fuck Everything And Returntothesweetembraceofthedeepsea
"Not everything is a poem it needs intent" yeah shut up you bitch.
Maybe accidents are beautiful. Ever think about that, dumbass?
“Not everything is
a poem it needs intent”
yeah shut up you bitch.
Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.
haiku bot is beautiful.
