It's Only Been An Hour And I Already Miss My Cat, What Has School Done To Me

My mom: I had such high hopes for you

Me: you make it sound like I'm already dead

Mom after a laughing fit: no but like you're not going to college

Me: I wont be a cliche forever in student debt

Mom: it's the American way!

Me: I don't like Americans!

Mom through both our laughter: HEY IM AN AMERICAN!

Me also through laughter: IT WAS A JOKE YOU BOOTLICKER!

Mom: it doesn't bring me joy

*much more laughing from both of us*

Our house could be a standup comedy show some days I tell you hwat

This is so cool

Pls give this notes it took me so long

Audio

Knock Knock!

It's the milk man.

Here to milk your man.

I wish there was human safe disinfectant, like so you could just spray it in your face and get rid of all the germs, like when people get too close you can do that right after and now you're germ free again.

Like that! ^

What temperature you think, to flash freeze a human being?

If the newest generation is generation alpha, does that mean the next one will be gen beta?

My curs ed art

Do you ever feel like a starving carnivore?

What do you mean?

Well, sometimes, very rarely mind you, but once in a blue moon I get into this mood where I like, feel like I wanna eat organs or some shit. Not a random person though, I'm not Jeffery Dahmer! It's like I wanna eat myself? Like I get a rage and my head gets filled with violent gore and screaming and I wanna tear flesh from bone like I'm a wild animal or a monster or something, but in a weird way at the same time I always wanna be torn apart myself, feel the pain, I desire it. I tend to eat gas station meats when I feel like that, viciously rip it with my teeth, sometimes I get cheetos or takis too and it's like I'm breaking through bones, and in a weird way, I'm not me anymore. I'm a monster tearing myself apart. I'm a ravenous creature feasting on fresh meat and chewing through bones and drinking in the viscous blood. I'm me and I'm the monster I run from, I'm the monster and the meat.

When it ends it helps, I feel better, I'm not mad anymore, the monster is fed and it can go back to it's cage for a long time before it inevitably begins to starve again.

I don't know how to get rid of the monster that desires so desperately sometimes to eat me and begs for a visceral mess of carnage. I don't think I could deny it forever no matter how hard I tried. I can delay it, I don't open that cage until I am home, but the monster won't let me rest if I don't feed it eventually, fake meat, fake blood, fake bones, for the imaginary monster. I don't know how to get rid of the desire to be torn apart by it.

Like I said, it doesn't happen often, and I never hurt anyone in reality, I don't even hurt anyone in my head, the monster eats me, I am the monster, I only eat myself. I don't know what that means though.

The best way I can describe it is feeling like a starving carnivore.

Welcome to the zone of my vibe

There are 2 wolves inside you, one simps for sweet and kindhearted twinks, the other simps for big and dangerous bone crushers

I FUCKING LOVE BUTTER! I'D EAT A WHOLE STICK IF THEY DIDN'T COST SO MUCH!

anyone else here ever just eat butter