Hi Yall :33333
I had to replace the swear with a [[HYPERLINK_BLOCKED]] because my parents threatened to delete the site (ββΈβ,)
Anyway, I don't want to sleep. Sleep is dumb. I want to stay awake forever and play silksong and draw and listen to molchat doma and eat bread pudding. Sleep is for the weak. I am strong. I will never sleep again. Who needs sleep when you have bread pudding?
Slowed down by a sense of hopelessness in all his decisions and movements, he suffered from bitter sadness, and his incapacity solidified into a pain that often sat like a nosebleed behind his forehead the moment he tried to make up his mind to do something.