Tön Brōc

Thinking about the future internet archeologists that discover my tweets and the Golden Age it will usher in.

Focusing on things far beyond your control, like politics, instead of learning to understand, be honest with, and ultimately love yourself is not gonna make you any less miserable.

I guess we're just driving whatever fucking speed we want unless there's a turn when we have to come to a complete stop then accelerate slower than anyone though possible now. Cool.

Seems like dying alone might be a far better fate than dying early because I decided to settle for some fat chick that still doesn't know herself at 40.

I normally watch YouTube via browser to block ads,but getting ready for work I use a fire stick and it's just 50 second political ad blocks. Pure brain aids, now with copious amounts of AI. How do people only watch this way?!

Evergrey mood

3 Musketeers, tootsie rolls, weird label-less toffees, candy corn, dots, all terrible. But they're absolutely top shelf compared to these. What monsters buy this shit to hand to kids when other candy exists.

Just spoke to an insider. Turns out we all died in 2012.

I really miss the forced interaction, trauma bonds, and social opportunities of the food service industry. But even when I was getting out a decade ago, people were getting less fun and more political. Maybe it's mostly Hell today.

Future archeologists will note the sudden prevalence of these in the archeological record as a harbinger of our civilization's collapse.

Gonna be honest. As much as I have to deal with them, I've never once actually smelled the "stink" of a stinkbug.

Enslaved is just too good.

The times are tough for men of discerning taste.

Dawn of Solace kinda week.

Oh no...

Gork how to get out of old man Twittxr and into mildly attractive younger woman Twittxr?

Alright, I'll just say it: horror movies do nothing for me. If the concept is interesting I'll watch it. But I'm not going to find myself scared by anything more than a jump scare because I know it's a fictional movie so that part of the appeal is completely lost on me.

Embracing "I don't know, maybe?" to the fullest.

Freaky Fridaying with a rando chudette to see how many days she can last never eclipsing 15 likes per post before she wraps *my lips around a gun barrel while I'm too busy playing with *her tits to ever post again.

I think my mind automatically translating every anime pfp to "mtf tranny" has negatively impacted my understanding of the world.