The only problem with writing something (or several somethings) late at night in a cathartic purge is that sometimes you miss the obvious ones (as I have kicked myself over many times).
haha! i was always terrible at twitter anyway, but yes. also i have stayed in that hotel & the bed was the worst bed i have ever slept in & you only receive electricity to your room when you are actually in the room & i loved it because i love creepy things & it was CREE-PAYYY. just like twitter?
i found so much joy and connection through twitter, but that twitter died in 2014*, and we've been inhabiting the decayed corpse ever since
*the advent of gamergate, and all it begat
"I hated it here, and all my life I will miss it"
The only problem with writing something (or several somethings) late at night in a cathartic purge is that sometimes you miss the obvious ones (as I have kicked myself over many times).
elm
hell's conversation pit
This is truly perfect & I love it utterly.
This eulogy is beautiful.
thank you for capturing the conflicting mess of feelings i had but could not sort through how to express
haha! i was always terrible at twitter anyway, but yes. also i have stayed in that hotel & the bed was the worst bed i have ever slept in & you only receive electricity to your room when you are actually in the room & i loved it because i love creepy things & it was CREE-PAYYY. just like twitter?