Jul 31, 2019
*logs on to Tumblr* Wait, I fucking hate this place. Why did I log on? Ugh. *logs off*
seen from Singapore
seen from Saudi Arabia
seen from South Korea
seen from T1
seen from Germany
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Canada
seen from T1
seen from United States
seen from Philippines
seen from Saudi Arabia
seen from United States
seen from Venezuela
seen from United States
seen from Libya
seen from Croatia
seen from United States
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seen from United Kingdom
*logs on to Tumblr* Wait, I fucking hate this place. Why did I log on? Ugh. *logs off*
I started playing Warframe again
So... I got emotionally attached to my Kubrow (she’s a Sahasa), which I have named Snarf and I am devastated to find out that she need these stabilizers to keep her alive which cost 75k creds a piece OR probably some atrocious amount of platinium (ingame money you buy with real life money) and I’m kinda livid aswell at the game owners, like how dare they hold a gun to my daughter and tell me I need to give them money every month or else she’ll die. I don’t want my precious baby to die, no please, I’ll- I’ll get the m-money okay, just uh, lemme grind my soul into dust and feed it you with a fucken silver spoon, you heartless monsters, how d-dare you make money on the basis that you keep the poor people under your yoke with these kind of microtransactional tyranny. Isn’t the walls high enough for us, the free to play plebians? Why must we live in the fear and loathing of the cruel and uncaring rich? Why can’t we break these chains of oppression casted by Capitalism?! FREE US AND LET OUR KUBROWS LIVE!!!
I’m tired but I don’t wanna go to sleep due to I’m having one of those periods where my death dreams are kind of going off the charts. There’s been a lot of drowning ones. And the bodies with their vacant eyes, watching with pleading looks and judgemental stares... I’m tired but I’m more tired at dying as other people. Is this like the result for one of my past life’s actions? I’m going to sleep. Hopefully it’ll be over soon.
ALways nice when my hands shakes without a particular reason.
Is it my low blood-sugar telling me “it’s yime to fucken eat you irdiorsts”?
Can it be early on-set Parkinson Syndrome that my grandpapa also had when he became old?
Or am I just hitting a weird nerve in my arms that makes my hands shake like crazy?? WHO KNOWS! :D
*logs on* *read a thing* *reblog the things* *sarcast on the asks* *logs off*
*Getting harrassment ask outta nowhere after not being online here for literal months.*
*chants* Fuck Tumblr, Fuck Tumblr, Fuck Tumblr.
Just checking out this hellsite for a while. It’s still fucking shit. Cya in idk some months.
*Just logging in and realizing I don’t know what to do here anymore*