v0id-pisser

Attempting optimism against my will

[v0id-pisser]

Anytime I feel bad about how I spend my time I go on r/LiveStreamFail and feel much better about myself

[human-pet-they]

[vulkun]

me turning the page and seeing johnny truant's fuckass footnote continue for several more pages

[v0id-pisser]

God I love being a master programmer, able to shape any device to my will

[v0id-pisser]

Cursed movie in my dream

First time I remember I've gotten a third person view of whatever this was.

There's two halls in this movie theater: behind her is a big, decrepit, empty hall with flat amphitheater style seating. The one in front is a small, regular one, no more than 50 seats. Among other peopls, a whole group of alt people is getting ready for the film. One teal-haired guy is saying he's too nervous for it, others are saying it's fine. Not "you're a pussy" type shit, just regular reassurance. The MC watches the first few minutes, just looks like your average horror movie starting scene in a very rainy beach. They're here for a disabled princess movie anyway, starting later on.

MC walks around some Royal Gardens-type surroundings when someone taps' em on the shoulder and hands them a shiv, "act accordingly".

Few minutes later, a friend arrives and gets shanked immediately by the princess on the poster. Winks to MC. MC quickly gets to a bench far away. MC sits down and sees the princess slowly approaching, and starts to match her disability using the shiv.

Around her, the other movie going public starts doing the same for the movies they were going to watch.

I swear there was more logic to this but I CAN'T REMEMBER EXACTLY WHAT DETAILS I FORGOR

[v0id-pisser]

Just finished the final book in the TBP trilogy. Overall didn't care much for the characters but I'll be damned if ol' Liu can't bring forth some absolutely batshit existential concepts

[jehovahhthickness]

Tell the truth.

Why are y'all single?

[v0id-pisser]

Boofing femtanyl rn

[v0id-pisser]

Done boofing femtanyl rn

[eradacted]

It may not be that deep, but I have a shovel and I will make it as deep as I want.

[asteroidtroglodyte]

High key what House of Leaves is meta about

[eradacted]

I know not what House of Leaves is but I wholeheartedly trust your comparison and I shall take it as fact!

[asteroidtroglodyte]

House of Leaves is a book about a man trying to explore the inside of his new home, which proves substantially more difficult than should be possible, due to its non-Euclidean dimensions.

Except that House of Leaves is actually about a documentary about a man trying to explore the inside of his new home, which proves impossible to document properly, due to its non-Euclidean dimensions.

Except that House of Leaves is actually about an academic paper, which itself is about an alleged documentary about an alleged non-Euclidean home, but none of this can be verified.

Except that House of Leaves is just, like, this fucking stack of papers I found in this old dead guy’s apartment, and, like, I don’t even know if its his or what because like both his eyes were gone and he didn’t have any degrees or anything. I tried asking my friend from the tattoo shop about it but she was fixing up this thumper tattoo right above a girl’s pussy the whole time we were talking; like Thumper from Bambi, and I’m not gonna lie man I was pretty distracted and I just couldn’t [XXXXS XXXX XXXX. XXXX XXXX XXX X XXX XX XXXXXXX XXXXXX XX XXXX XX XXXXXX XXXX XXX]^*

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* Editor’s Note: House of Leaves is a metatextual examination of the ability for a minor inconsistency in measurement, which might have been ignored by a normal person, to cause an all-consuming obsession spiral in the sort of person who is academically trained, obsessed with documentation, or overtly pedantic, and-

“Johnny, please, I’m your Mother; I know I have a lot to apologize for but I can’t, not unless you return my letters; are you even getting my letters? I send one every week you know, but I think that nurse keeps them from you, keeps you from getting my letters, because I know, I know my sweet Johnny would never leave his poor old mother rotting away by herself in this horrible drafty ward if he was getting his mother’s letters, would you, sweet boy? I know she’s stealing my letters from you, she’s always touching my things, even though they haven’t moved I know she’s touching them I know she keeps you from me I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know [there’s a limit to what you can know. Some folks bump up against that limit and bounce right off and keep swimming, and some folks, well. Some folks SPLAT]I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know [they just gotta keep digging away at it. Even when it’s not that deep, they just… grab a shovel and keep digging. Lord knows what motivates them. A kind of Madness I suppose. Some folks find GOD in that madness. Not much of a believer myself]I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know

I know

I know

I know

I know

I know

I know you’ll visit me for Mother’s Day, won’t you?

🧿

*Editor’s Note: he did not

[thisislifebutthisisntliving]

This is my favorite tumblr post of all time

[official-house-posts]

Official House Post

[v0id-pisser]

The worst part about clavicular is that I can't just type in "clav" to hear some FONKY shit without seeing his junkie face

[v0id-pisser]

Welp if you like aftersun (2022) I know why. Much love my fellow compatriots we'll learn self-love one day

[v0id-pisser]

Boofing femtanyl rn

[pollsforadults]

Do you listen to any "obscure" artists?

Yes (comment or leave in the tags?)

No

Voting ended onJun 3

[v0id-pisser]

Reached the stage where the things I want to do has surpassed my body's ability to recover

I want to learn drums, box multiple times a week & squat/bench/deadlift every week. Unfortunately, I don't know how to tone down any of those activities when I'm doing it.

[v0id-pisser]

Currently reading death's end and calling my shot for the Sophon question about halfway through.

My guess: guarantee of reciprocity

[v0id-pisser]

Bodybuilders and scene kids listen to the same music because they're working through the same feefees. The only difference is that one hates looking in the mirror and writes fanfics about it and the other hates looking in the mirror and writes motivational instagram posts about it.

[aesungaia]

[v0id-pisser]

Dig through my ditches

And burn through my britches

And slam in the back of my

Uvula