

Bran Callahan
@caffeinatedWretch
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this grape juice packaging is great man, it makes you feel like an alcoholic. i'm not pretending i'm not one, but like... y'know #substances

things were going terrible, sure, but... fuck. this just... i just wasn't ready for this... i can't deal with all this. i just... i can't get back in time. i won't even get to say goodbye #cw-death

fuck people, i'm not talking to anyone anymore, they can all figure out their shit themselves. i'm gonna ignore everyone

shit, i dunno what would help me, but i'd appreciate if someone gave it to me. no clue what it is, though

i'm gonna scream, i'm gonna fucking scream. i can't do this anymore, i'm done #vent

i'm never doing anything ever again. and if someone asks me to do anything, i'm gonna eat them. for real. #cannibalism i guess

okay, this isn't funny anymore. so good news is, we managed to get out of the woods, but i think if the doctors at the nearest hospital see me one more time, they might actually kill me. bad news is... fuck, i dunno. we're... apparently getting possessed and killing people. i just... fuck, i don't know. i don't know what to do. it's just... i don't know how to stop this #violence

shit shit shit fuck, apparently the haunted-looking morgue is like the safest place inside this whole forest. we might try to backtrack to the lighthouse tomorrow and from there try to go see if there aren't any mineshafts that didn't end up, uh. buried. going through the forest seems too risky, especially when we have no fucking clue where we are

okay, so good news is, we've found a bit of civilisation. kinda. it looks like an abandoned morgue. who the fuck builds a fucking morgue in the middle of woods? looks old, too

truly an experience, reading about everyone's junk first thing in the morning. and good morning to you too, chittr

okay, so we actually are in the middle of nowhere. i, uh, have no idea how come we've got signal. and the sun is starting to set. we might try to spend the night inside the lighthouse, it might be safer than being outside

okay, so, uh... don't go through abandoned mineshafts, i guess? now we're... somewhere. not like we had much of a choice, but fuck

okay, the nap didn't help, i'm still feeling weird. i guess i'm never gonna catch up on sleep properly ever in my life, huh?

aight, time for a nap, i'm not dealing with this bunch of idiots right now. just... no

okay, this really isn't good for me. add a broken arm to the two concussions and that's like... a record amount of injuries i've ever managed to accumulate over the span of a few months. i'm starting to think we can't really best this curse

i'm contemplating just leaving it like this for today, but i just know i'm not gonna get back to it, if i do https://i.postimg.cc/wjyqbrp1/img-20260709-140718444.jpg

fucking shit, i thought this would be nice, calming activity for a summer afternoon, meanwhile my fingers are cramping, the leather isn't cooperating at all, and i'm losing my mind

i'm like 98% certain this isn't how i did it the last time

i'm gonna do what's called "a daft fuckhead idiot move" and rip the bag all the way down to try and keep it symmetrical, wish me luck

call me bob the builder the way i'm fixing this shit https://i.postimg.cc/x8tb66bv/img-20260709-133015569-hdr.jpg






