Some people want to be known for their voice. Not their face. Let’s take Ado as our main topic. So, I’ve been an Ado listener since I was probably fourteen. I’ve been a vocaloid listener since I was twelve, though. Yesterday, I heard that somebody leaked Ado’s face. Someone else has her face as their profile picture. This is not okay. Not without the producer’s permission. Mind you, many producers... » Continue Reading
[TW: Gore, sexual content] Hey, Love Lyrics: Hey, love, can you feel it in you? I need to gouge my eyes out Hey, love, what do I do When you’re the only one I think about? You want somebody who will hold you so tightly You want somebody who will treat you so nicely Hey, love, let me show you what I can do To make you feel proud I’m the one, one for you Let me set you on fire I’ll pee » Continue Reading
What if I created a podcast? That would be radical. But I have two ideas on what my podcast would be about and they both sound kinda fun. Idea #1: The importance of staying positive and being kind to yourself. As someone who struggles with low self esteem and self harm, I still want to teach others to love themselves. I feel that this is a very important topic to talk about, and everyone should do... » Continue Reading
Men on a train to carnival. Two of them make out. One weeps helplessly while staring at other women. Tornado attacks house. They need to survive. Lover loses man. Man sacrifices him for friends. » Continue Reading
I walk to the store. I see a collection of computers. I see him. “Oh wow, that’s one attractive computer” I say. I buy him. Turns out he was free. “Thank you,” says the charming computer. “Oh my sexy computer,” I say, “Will you be my one and only?” He touches my transparent hands and says, “You are going to make me have a virus” We flirt. He explodes. I cry. “My computer soulmate! Don’t leave me!”... » Continue Reading
Puppet Master Tie the knot, one, two times Each thread costs but a dime Puppet, oh, you will be mine When I fix you, you will look very fine I’ll hang you up, where you won’t move There’s nothing left for you to do Soon, just soon, you will see Why you should belong to me Tie the knot, two, three times more Then you go, hanging out the door. (I do not write poems too often, so please for » Continue Reading
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