hi. hi. I forgot about this. just like i forgot about ma blorg, twattard, googor plorp, and the actual mailbox outside. they are all dead to me.
here is a quick memoir because it’s appropriate for places such as tumblr:
ever since i was forced to drop out of high school to begin a new life on a dumb island surrounded by psychotic adults in 9th grade, i had always believed my life was permanently fucked and that my only choice was to learn to enjoy living the rest of my life as a very elaborate joke.
but. somehow, my life changed for the better last spring. and it’s not because i dropped my standards to a level so low that i would be considered a winner if i don’t wake up all damp and hungover on some abandoned couch outside of someone’s house. i am currently pooping my dream poops into my dream toilet and my dog is made of poop too. and now i spend most of my time being scared that it might all be a trap, like the world might be ending soon.
anyway i wanted to thank everyone making the shittiest decade of my life awesome. please visit me in washington. the end.