Egg I Am The Egg I Am One Who Consumes The Egg Life Is A Circle Egg

slamming the big red button on my desk labeled "bweh" over and over again to no discernible effect

Flirting with an aromantic is such a uniquely one-sided experience. It's like trying to use sign language to communicate with a blind person but in my case it's somehow worse because I don't actually know sign language so anyone who looked just saw me pantomiming to some blind dude. And the blind dude can't just tell you he doesn't understand because he CAN'T EVEN SEE how bad your communication is. Like.... at least with an ace they can tell you you're making a fool out of yourself before you're a week deep into their dms trying to recommend Izumi Sena Love Stage to someone who DOESNT EVEN SPEAK THE LANGUAGE OF ROMANTIC ATTRACTION and it's just UAFaeilALVEA. I can't even comprehend not internally fangirling whenever someone you're dating calls you cute. HOW THE HELL AM I SUPPOSED TO KNOW they only view being called cute the same way you do when a friend says you look nice. I.... just.... Logically, I understand. Emotionally, i feel betrayed by the very concept. Socially? I'm inept.

It's not like I'm not fine with aromantics. Friendship is the important part anyways. The logical part of my brain is just sitting there going "This is fine. That makes sense. They just want friendship and maybe sex. That's a perfectly valid way to live life". Meanwhile the emotional half is just sitting there screaming and crying incoherently, and i can't really do anything about that.

i need to turn a toaster into a capture card with an extremely low bitrate

You ever feel like you've been in the backrooms before? Like going about your day then suddenly you feel like nothing is real even though you know it is? Do you ever think maybe the reason so many of these places feel familiar to the point you know you've been there before is because you've been in the backrooms this entire time, or maybe the dreams you have of locations you've never been to are just memories of roaming a hollowed out version of reality somewhen in your life?

I have this feeling every time i look at this(and some other) images. I feel like I know what the kitchen looks like because I've been there in a dream when i was younger.

Is there like a cure for constantly being horny?

It's been -78 days since the last day i didn't randomly think about gay sex and that's only if you count the day i realized i didn't think about gay sex which is still technically thinking about gay sex. If you don't I have no clue what it's like to not have your thoughts filled with AGGRESSIVE GAYNESS.

Samus Aran (Metroid Series)

What the fuck this is fire

in absolute tears about the pride module at my work

feels like home

C o l l a g e c r e a t e d b y m y s e l f a n d w h i c h I t i t l e d . . . " 𝑾𝒆𝒍𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒉𝒐𝒎𝒆 "

I was wearing my glasses i just read it differently than the words that existed

As soon as my body starts to malfunction or fail me/become weak/fragile I'm rerolling