airi
@apocryphalReign
hello, world. they/them and fem honorifics, please. who am i? haven't you heard of basic internet safety? ha ha. kidding. i'm sure you'll figure out plenty just by having a read.
every night, as the stars align, my weary parts, my rusty heart, recall to mind, of your hand in mine, and the words i often heard said -- "If God demands it, then we can't help it," a cycle born, through pain and scorn - Reaper, sir, don't you take me yet while these thoughts fill my head... #lyric
i think i'm going to run out my monthly sincerity allowance if i keep going like this. oh well. it's one of those nights.
don't worry too hard 'bout it. i'll go back to detachedly shitposting the next day, i'm sure. shit just gets boring sometimes.
i'm not gonna commentate too much on the state of the wider feed. i feel like i'm going to start sounding like a fuckin' DARE campaign if i do. i don't want that. nobody fucking wants that.
kinda running outta shitpost material, i gotta admit. this is going to affect the trout populace.
i guess i have a decent chunk of conflicting feelings about my progenitors. hard not to, really. does it help that this feed is an open broadcast channel of many other avenues and iterations of potential, those of the people i have had experiences good and bad with included and especially prevalent? i don't know. do you think it does?
come on chittr hang in there. i need to get my fix of being annoying online.
damn. i spent a whole 5 minutes on that chit. network issues got me again. RIP.
https://file.garden/Xi8xkLbMbnXQdXEx/chittrs/images/6e83b06bdfabf00d42d94bbd13249f04-1395006512.jpg
i'll keep 90% of my feelings right here under my ribcage. and then i'll die.
well, yes, i'd imagine dying is not exactly the spitting image of health.
ok humor aside i'd just rather not put my deepest darkest thoughts on full blast on a public feed. that being said; yeah, i don't see the words "good" or "thing" up there either.
honestly i have no clue what is up on the grander chittrsphere (i am coining that.) anymore. congratulations on the detective yaoi. or my condolences. whichever of the two is more befitting.
and so, chittr sings its siren song and drags me into the depths of chittr'y once more. you thought you'd seen the last of me? yeah. i did, too. hello, all.
in honor of Today, i am locking myself in a basement. forever. bye.
maybe the real fool was in our hearts all along. your hearts, anyway. i don't have one of those.
yeah, had a feeling something like that would happen. it doesn't make me any less disappointed. i think now is a good time to be taking a sabbatical from chittr for the rest of the week. see you in, like, an hour or so once i get bored and impulsively hop back on to doomscroll.
hello again, chittr. i have been drafting and deleting chits for a good couple of minutes now. i think my current thoughts are best summarized thusly: what