#guy blogging

[vvmpiyah]

got a bottle of my favorite fragrance of all time !

[sewingonlace]

I REMAIN UNDEFEATED. AFTER SLACKING OFF FOR A WHOLE YEAR, I COME BACK. I REGIN THE SERVER. I CONTROL THEIR FEEBLE MINDS. I MAKE THEM VOTE OUT COURT—MY BIGGEST THREAT, MY BIGGEST HATER. I MADE THEM WORSHIP MY SOLES. EVEN WHEN I LOST, I STILL REMAINED. EVEN AFTER THEY KNEW I WAS THE BIGGEST THREAT, THEY DIDNT VOTE ME—THEY VOTED AVA. THEY KNOW THEIR PLACES. I MADE AVA, KACY, SARA, DUSTIN, EVERYONE. I MADE THEM SUBMIT TO ME. ACKNOWLEDGE THEIR WRONGS. NEVER MENTION SUCH IDIOTIC IDEAS EVER. I MADE THEM VOTE COURT LIKE HEADLESS CHICKENS, DESPITE ALL BEING ON HER SIDE A SECOND AGO. THEY KNEW NOT TO DISOBEY. THEY FELT MY POWER. THEY COWERED TO ME. THEY LET ME SHINE. LET ME RULE. LET ME WIN, BECAUSE THEY KNEW I WOULD WIN EITHER WAY.

I am great. I've never felt so high being sober.

[sewingonlace]

pt2 steal or ignore (im testing stuuff check last post for more)

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[zeninarchive]

Even on my own birthday, I’m not happy.

Happy birthday to me.

[zeninarchive]

YAY!!!

Life is so shit lately. He’s ignoring me again—says it’s “social battery” but I know he’s just either on some fucking ai chatbot app or playing tomodachi life. Is he even interested in me anymore? Am I boring?

It’s my birthday next week. And after that, it’ll be my birthday party. I should be super happy, but I’m not. Why does my life always go shitty when it’s close to my birthday????

[zeninarchive]

from Kill Bill: Volume 1 (2003)

Honestly, I'm super into movies. I could talk about movies and writing and actors and all their deep meanings for hours, but if you had to ask me what my definite favourite thing about movies is, I would have to say cinematography.

I go crazy for good, pretty shots – which is why I don't watch romcoms or solely comedy movies. Unless it's Superbad (2007).

Recently, my father and I got into an argument because he wanted to watch Aliens (1986) when I didn't want to watch it. And then he suggested something more sad and less scary, so he chose Angela's Ashes (1999). And I said no again, because I dislike that movie. And then he started getting exhausted with me, so he asked me if I wanted to watch Lock, Stock and Two Smoking Barrels (1998), and again I said no – even though I quite like Guy Ritchie, that movie was always just not my cup of tea (though Snatch was one of my favourite movies ever a while ago).

And I looked at him and said, 'Look, Dad, you and I have different tastes in movies now,' because since I was little, my dad would show me all of his favourite movies, and now I've grown up and gathered a taste of my own. I like what I like. My father and I share a similar taste, I will say, but it's not like every movie he likes is a movie that I'm going to like.

So today, I watched Project Hail Mary (2026) with my mother and my father, then got into a fight with my father, and then I stormed off angrily to my room to watch Get Out (2017) and rewatch one of my favourite Tarantino films, Inglourious Basterds (2009).

My father called me 'pretentious' - Okay, so what? Atleast I watch good movies. Not just whatever (usually) bigoted comedy slop was being put out in the 90's.

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