Baby steps. Through spilt milk. Onto your freshly vacuumed carpet.
I have no idea whoâs going to see this because Iâve literally never posted before and this isnât tied to any of my regular social media, but I want you to know I am here for the express purpose of lying in wait until the moments arise when I can post absolute units of essays in response to the most obscure shit you can imagine.
I make terrible jokes, weird unnecessarily complex threats that go nowhere disguised as jokes, portmanteaus out of anything, and bad life decisions.
Also I make spelling errors and no apologies.






























