Today I tackled: the Art Room!
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Today I tackled: the Art Room!
There should be more American isekai protags, considering like half our suburbs don't have sidewalks and every other white man drives a lifted truck that he can't see any pedestrians who aren't built like NBA players over.
perhaps one must consider the concept of mike wheeler in suburban hell. for fun, of course.
pattern of my youth
Suburban housewife horror is really a specific type of powerful dread, the loss of personal identity with it being replaced by a husband, house, and kids while you are forced into a specific role that is unattainable by real humans that have lives and interests and fun. The creeping knowledge that your husband doesn't love you and maybe never did, he just loved the idea of you and having you as a wife to keep as a part of his identity while he overtakes yours. The expectation of perfection in every little thing even in the privacy of your own bedroom.
Hey, it’s James.
This is my first ever post on here. But here’s an unfinished song I’m working on, I’m thinking about calling it Gun & Knife Ballad.
Hope you like it :)
wandering local parking lots bc you're upset