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@butiki.bsky.social

25, aries taurus gemini cancer leo virgo libra scorpio sagittarius capricorn aquarius pisces rising sun moon writing words on paper posting it online. music listener (terminal, unrelenting). i don't know, maybe some of it is true.

(Overrun by zombies) My gf: we’re dead! (The wall explodes & a silhouette takes shape) Me: L-Lucario? 😳 My gf hugs it: you came! Me squeezing between them: You know him? 🙂 Her: We dated in college Me: What the fuck?😡 Her: Nows not the ti- Me: It’s basically an animal

jotting that sketch down of a conceptual poem is fun but then u gotta actually write it in detail really lets me bring into question how deep the observation actually goes. what am i working with here, wheres the truth

i am boringmaxxing my life rn i can feel it happen ohhhhhh i am becomifn old man ouhhhhhhhhhhh play me the string quartets let me read my pointless 19th century novels ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh dont mind me getting entranced by documents on patterns in coastal mesoamerican pottery records ohhhhhhhhhhhhh

the late composer j.s. bach, summoned from the dead to consult with leading scholars and enthusiasts, when asked what his ideal instrumentation was for his late masterpiece die kunst der fuge, was cited as saying “vocaloid, of course.”

baseball: 9 innings, 3 strike youre out, 3 outs and change sides, run around the bases to score points, get tagged by ball while running and youre out cricket: small insect, delicious meal to snakes & lizards & birds etc, chirps and makes other noises, jumps pretty far considering its size

marcel proust will be like i am so incredibly heterosexual theyve never made a more heterosexual man and then talk about how beautiful a dude he saw 25 years ago walking down the street one time was for like 2k words straight & it will have absolutely nothing to do with his greater narrative