updated whereabouts

 I'm not dead.

I've been busy over the past few months and lacked interest to do any more postings UNTIL... i remembered this account. Eight months its been, and shit I got nothing fun to say. oh! apart from me finally landing a job, buying a PS5 and soon will buy a monitor to play games along with said PS5 (SOOO excited!). Been reading on and off, but haven't finished anything since animal farm, which, is really bad because fuck my book reading record has been shitty this entire year. So, I'm going to try and read all the books I have piled up in my shelf before November and December ends. I'm getting more classic lit books in dec so i need to shove dostoevsky and 1984 out the way soon sighhhh. and killing crazy horse. and this hoes got roaches in her crib. and the sun trail. and crime and punishment.

I'm pretty sure (or not sure as I haven't checked yet) my friends are all dead here on this site and I'm the only one who's still posting something. I don't think anyone cares enough to read this, but before I go, there's something that made me actually remember about spacehey and this account and why I'm posting now.

there was this app called vent, and essentially TL;DR, that app got shut down last year. I still have it in my library of apps on my old phone but... all my posts. my trauma, my dark ages. gone, dead silent in the ocean of this internet. I can always go back, redownload the app, and log in since i believe its still accessible(?)(unsure, havent checked either), but it made me think: how long before this site dies down too?

nothing lasts forever. even my most vulnerable moments are gone in another state of EOS. which... if i had a nickel everytime that happened, i'd have two nickels. which isnt a lot, but its weird it happened twice. i want this place to stay standing so i can look back and go: "wow, im still here, even after all that." anyway, sorry for all the yapping. Im off now, see you next time around