UGH. FUCK, I'M TIRED. NOT OF BODY OR SPIRIT. JUST TIRED OF YOU. THE COLLECTIVE "YOU," AS IN THE INDIFFERENT, GANDERBULB-STRAINING STROBE OF THE TIMELINE. IT'S LOW-BATTERY HOURS IN THE KARKAT DIMENSION. GET OFF YOUR MISERABLE, YEARNING ASSES AND DM ME IF YOU WANT TO HOLD AN ACTUAL CONVERSATION. OTHERWISE, GO FLOP BACK INTO YOUR PLUSH, SWADDLED-UP COFFIN OF CHOICE AND YEARN YOURSELF INTO AN EARLY INSECTPULCHER. I ONLY TALK TO TROLLS WITH AN OUNCE OF FUCKING VOLITION IN THEM.
Kult: +66
Kull: +30
Total: 96
Ratio: 2.20



