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playlist tag meme thingy

(tagged by @notarealwelder :D)

The rules: put your whole music collection on shuffle and pick the first ten songs.

I have a slight problem with that since my ‘music collection’ isn’t actually downloaded onto my only machine or even centralized in one place, it’s mostly spread across my incredibly disorganized bookmarks.
So instead, random (via javascript Math.random) choices from my bookmarks (significantly underrepresenting albums and homestuck, overrepresenting high quality rips):

  • 喉に良いお茶を飲んだ後のトキの歌RMX
  • Memory (Pacifist Mix) - Undertale  (Siivagunner)
  • [EastNewSound] 03. Innocent Beats
  • 【東方Vocal/Complextro】 WI[RE/ER]D PUZZLE「Alstroemeria Records」
  • 009 Sound System Bad Dreamscape - Touhou XP: Unregistered Hypercam 2
  • Brostuck (album)
  • [Happy Hardcore] DJ Genki VS Camellia feat. moimoi - YELL!
  • PRIMASTELLA - Koi gokoro
  • TWRP - The Hit feat. Ninja Sex Party (Official Video)
  • 【東方Vocal】 幽閉サテライト - 忘却のレトロスペクティブ

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I can’t sit still, I can’t sit still.

I want to tear my hair out.

I want to scream and explode

Because my mind is about to implode.

I can’t sit still, I can’t sit still.

I want to dig my nails in.

I want to grind my teeth down

All just to feel a little found.

I can’t sit still, I can’t sit still.

I can’t sit still, I can’t sit still.

Fine, I’ll take the pill.


Yesterday , me and momma went out to look for cars and stumbled across an ad in Arlington . We made our drive out there and she mentioned to visit my uncle ( who works out there , but haven’t seen in years ) since we were gonna be all the way fuck out there . After the dealership , we went to the restuarant and to be honest , I was kinda nervous . He’s the uncle that shows tough love through yelling and if we say one wrong thing , we would never hear the end of it ( that’s where I get my character trait from . The Su brothers lmao ) . So basically I was nervous bc I didn’t wanna get bitched at lmaoooo !Through the roasted pork and bbq duck , ( my fatass was so excited to eat the mf duck boiiiiiiiii helllll the fucccc yaaaa ) I see my uncle . He’s getting older and I’m feeling guilty bc it has taken me years to go see him . He’s the type to work hard to make sure his family can live a comfortable life. (Which I respect so much …. but also don’t forget to live your life too ! )We ordered our food and of course the cashier didn’t want to take our money bc we are family . My mom left cash anyway bc we weren’t there for free food . We wanted to see him , and see how he was doing . Uncle goes to make the rest of our food and me and momma took a seat . Shortly after we sat down , uncle comes back out and I pat on the seat next to me ,and told him to take a breather . We updated each other about the life and of course he asks if I have a boyfriend LMAOOOO my smart ass responded :” I AINT need a boyfriend uncle ..I need a mofuckin husband.” Then, he tells me that it’s been years that we’ve seen each other and he asks me why it’s taken me this long to visit . So much guilt built up when he asked me that I almost wanted to cry ( Don’t mind me tho I’m on my period LOL ). When I went to hug him bye, I took a good look at him and he reminded me so much of my father . From looks to character , it almost felt like I was hugging my father . I could tell he was happy to see me and I’m glad we got to pay him a visit . I’m gonna make more of an effort to check on him , because we often get so caught up in life to remember that they’re getting older.

It ain’t much of a story here, but my point is to cherish the ones you have above ground. Once they’re gone , you won’t have anything left but memories of you not making time for them while they were here . I’d kill to have one last convo , last hug , last meal with my dad knowing that it was gonna be our last . See but the thing is , you won’t ever know if it’s going to be the last convo you’re ever gonna have with that person . So don’t take a single moment for granted and just live it to the fuckin fullest .

Man , I miss my father . Hope y’all had a good Father’s Day . Minus the tornado sirens and warnings of course lol

Thank you for taking the time out your life to tune in with mine . Let’s grow . Let’s thrive . Let’s prosper.



It’s not all that often that I get time to work on my Lego, lord knows i love it and it’s a form of relaxation for me. Name a lego box and I probably have it. Unopened. Begging to be put together. I suck at lego building, I feel somewhat inferior when I go and watch another freaking YouTube channel which shows the fastest way to do a Lego build. Great way to show I don’t know what the hell I’m…

Coffee Shops.

Well, hello there. I know it seems a bit far fetched, and yes, I’m single so who am I to really write a love letter, but this isn’t really about my status. Quite frankly, it’s how I found one of my loves: a coffee shop.

Now, all of you might say something along the lines of, “Well geez man. We were expecting you to mention a name.” Or maybe even, “Why not tell us your name or something?”, but I’d like to keep the mystery and the allure of who I am alive. 

Anyways, I digress. When I got out of this terrible relationship of 3-4 years, I honestly lost myself. Just the feeling of devoting myself to a person and having nothing left for yourself, not even your self-worth, leaves me with this feeling of longing and emptiness. But I know, I need to find myself, or at least find my peace of mind. And with that comes my hobby of going to a coffee shop ALONE.

I’ve been asked by my friends if it scares me that I’m liking the feeling of being alone in general, but really, when I think of it, it does…but in a good way. In a way that makes me wanna keep doing it. I love the fact that I feel cozy in a coffee shop, using my phone or my laptop reading conspiracy theories and mysteries, or maybe even watching videos. I also find joy in observing the people around me, making weird guesses as to what they’re actually doing there.

So I guess, if I have to be honest, I love coffee shops. I think my idea of love and passion has been brought back to life because of you. So thank you, coffee shop. I don’t believe in goodbyes, so I guess, I’ll see you soon.