an intermission

11th Nov, 2025

i hope that some of my posts on here survive the ages and one day end up on the 40th millenia equivalent of tumblr being cried over by future teenagers the way we cry over tumblr posts from 2016. i hope i am not hailed as a literary genius but instead provide a source of dramatic solace to autistic 15 year old girls a million years from now. i do not want to be in the great library of alexandria (hyperfuture edition) i want to be a screenshot of a screenshot that someone digs out of an a decrepit data centre after the nuclear apocalypse and my sheer dumbassery brings them half a moment of joy. i dont want to be an inspiration to the masses, i just hope one lonely person reads some of my words one day and maybe chooses to be kind to themself when they otherwise wouldn't.

goodnight <3