Today was bad. It just was. Im on an emotional hangover rn and I'm just not doing well, physically or mentally. I could tell you about what happened but i wrote a song about it so...
I walked to your house in the middle of December I had a cold, and I only made it worse I sat on your doorstep, ringing your doorbell But you couldn’t hear me at church My parents were loud, they thought they were quiet I don’t think they knew why I was upset They said “calm down, you’re overreacting” I probably was, i probably shouldn’t have [chorus] We got in a fight, I think it was my fault I spat at my dad, and he spat at me He said “get out that door, take a walk for a minute” But all I was hearing was “leave” So [chorus] When I started walking, I knew I was stupid My body was tired, but I didn’t care I walked past the school, then I walked past salvation It took me forever to get halfway there As [chorus] The sight of your walls made me feel a little warmer I passed your neighbor, she was talking on the phone Those crummy stairs felt like the stairway to heaven I wish that I knew you weren’t home WhenI walked to your house in the middle of December I had a cold, and I only made it worse I cried at your doorstep, ringing your doorbell But you couldn’t hear me at church
They say all the best songs come from big emotions but i dont think this one's great
I really like it
and I’m super sorry about whatever happened
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Take me to church I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife Offer me that deathless death |------extended sig------| Is minic a bhíonn na réaltaí is gile maolaithe ag a lonrú féin.
Today was bad. It just was. Im on an emotional hangover rn and I'm just not doing well, physically or mentally. I could tell you about what happened but i wrote a song about it so...
I walked to your house in the middle of December I had a cold, and I only made it worse I sat on your doorstep, ringing your doorbell But you couldn’t hear me at church My parents were loud, they thought they were quiet I don’t think they knew why I was upset They said “calm down, you’re overreacting” I probably was, i probably shouldn’t have [chorus] We got in a fight, I think it was my fault I spat at my dad, and he spat at me He said “get out that door, take a walk for a minute” But all I was hearing was “leave” So [chorus] When I started walking, I knew I was stupid My body was tired, but I didn’t care I walked past the school, then I walked past salvation It took me forever to get halfway there As [chorus] The sight of your walls made me feel a little warmer I passed your neighbor, she was talking on the phone Those crummy stairs felt like the stairway to heaven I wish that I knew you weren’t home WhenI walked to your house in the middle of December I had a cold, and I only made it worse I cried at your doorstep, ringing your doorbell But you couldn’t hear me at church
They say all the best songs come from big emotions but i dont think this one's great
Today was bad. It just was. Im on an emotional hangover rn and I'm just not doing well, physically or mentally. I could tell you about what happened but i wrote a song about it so...
I walked to your house in the middle of December I had a cold, and I only made it worse I sat on your doorstep, ringing your doorbell But you couldn’t hear me at church My parents were loud, they thought they were quiet I don’t think they knew why I was upset They said “calm down, you’re overreacting” I probably was, i probably shouldn’t have [chorus] We got in a fight, I think it was my fault I spat at my dad, and he spat at me He said “get out that door, take a walk for a minute” But all I was hearing was “leave” So [chorus] When I started walking, I knew I was stupid My body was tired, but I didn’t care I walked past the school, then I walked past salvation It took me forever to get halfway there As [chorus] The sight of your walls made me feel a little warmer I passed your neighbor, she was talking on the phone Those crummy stairs felt like the stairway to heaven I wish that I knew you weren’t home WhenI walked to your house in the middle of December I had a cold, and I only made it worse I cried at your doorstep, ringing your doorbell But you couldn’t hear me at church
Potentially stupid question, but whats an emotional hangover
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STEEL BALL RUN!
REACHING THE LINE DONT YOU TURN BACK NOW!
WE’RE GOING WEST TO EAST TO FIND THE STEEL BALL RUN!
Today was bad. It just was. Im on an emotional hangover rn and I'm just not doing well, physically or mentally. I could tell you about what happened but i wrote a song about it so...
I walked to your house in the middle of December I had a cold, and I only made it worse I sat on your doorstep, ringing your doorbell But you couldn’t hear me at church My parents were loud, they thought they were quiet I don’t think they knew why I was upset They said “calm down, you’re overreacting” I probably was, i probably shouldn’t have [chorus] We got in a fight, I think it was my fault I spat at my dad, and he spat at me He said “get out that door, take a walk for a minute” But all I was hearing was “leave” So [chorus] When I started walking, I knew I was stupid My body was tired, but I didn’t care I walked past the school, then I walked past salvation It took me forever to get halfway there As [chorus] The sight of your walls made me feel a little warmer I passed your neighbor, she was talking on the phone Those crummy stairs felt like the stairway to heaven I wish that I knew you weren’t home WhenI walked to your house in the middle of December I had a cold, and I only made it worse I cried at your doorstep, ringing your doorbell But you couldn’t hear me at church
Potentially stupid question, but whats an emotional hangover
Hangover (head hurting + other stuff bc you get…well I think you know) + emotions
a lot of emotions happening and kinda making you spacey/weary/a lot
there are no stupid questions
except for “Momma, can I be a politician when I grow up?”
Take me to church I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife Offer me that deathless death |------extended sig------| Is minic a bhíonn na réaltaí is gile maolaithe ag a lonrú féin.
Today was bad. It just was. Im on an emotional hangover rn and I'm just not doing well, physically or mentally. I could tell you about what happened but i wrote a song about it so...
I walked to your house in the middle of December I had a cold, and I only made it worse I sat on your doorstep, ringing your doorbell But you couldn’t hear me at church My parents were loud, they thought they were quiet I don’t think they knew why I was upset They said “calm down, you’re overreacting” I probably was, i probably shouldn’t have [chorus] We got in a fight, I think it was my fault I spat at my dad, and he spat at me He said “get out that door, take a walk for a minute” But all I was hearing was “leave” So [chorus] When I started walking, I knew I was stupid My body was tired, but I didn’t care I walked past the school, then I walked past salvation It took me forever to get halfway there As [chorus] The sight of your walls made me feel a little warmer I passed your neighbor, she was talking on the phone Those crummy stairs felt like the stairway to heaven I wish that I knew you weren’t home WhenI walked to your house in the middle of December I had a cold, and I only made it worse I cried at your doorstep, ringing your doorbell But you couldn’t hear me at church
Potentially stupid question, but whats an emotional hangover
I assume it’s like too many emotions then you feel bad afterward?
Today was bad. It just was. Im on an emotional hangover rn and I'm just not doing well, physically or mentally. I could tell you about what happened but i wrote a song about it so...
I walked to your house in the middle of December I had a cold, and I only made it worse I sat on your doorstep, ringing your doorbell But you couldn’t hear me at church My parents were loud, they thought they were quiet I don’t think they knew why I was upset They said “calm down, you’re overreacting” I probably was, i probably shouldn’t have [chorus] We got in a fight, I think it was my fault I spat at my dad, and he spat at me He said “get out that door, take a walk for a minute” But all I was hearing was “leave” So [chorus] When I started walking, I knew I was stupid My body was tired, but I didn’t care I walked past the school, then I walked past salvation It took me forever to get halfway there As [chorus] The sight of your walls made me feel a little warmer I passed your neighbor, she was talking on the phone Those crummy stairs felt like the stairway to heaven I wish that I knew you weren’t home WhenI walked to your house in the middle of December I had a cold, and I only made it worse I cried at your doorstep, ringing your doorbell But you couldn’t hear me at church
Potentially stupid question, but whats an emotional hangover
when you have a lot of emotions at once and they're fragile for the rest of the day
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I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3 Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
Today was bad. It just was. Im on an emotional hangover rn and I'm just not doing well, physically or mentally. I could tell you about what happened but i wrote a song about it so...
I walked to your house in the middle of December I had a cold, and I only made it worse I sat on your doorstep, ringing your doorbell But you couldn’t hear me at church My parents were loud, they thought they were quiet I don’t think they knew why I was upset They said “calm down, you’re overreacting” I probably was, i probably shouldn’t have [chorus] We got in a fight, I think it was my fault I spat at my dad, and he spat at me He said “get out that door, take a walk for a minute” But all I was hearing was “leave” So [chorus] When I started walking, I knew I was stupid My body was tired, but I didn’t care I walked past the school, then I walked past salvation It took me forever to get halfway there As [chorus] The sight of your walls made me feel a little warmer I passed your neighbor, she was talking on the phone Those crummy stairs felt like the stairway to heaven I wish that I knew you weren’t home WhenI walked to your house in the middle of December I had a cold, and I only made it worse I cried at your doorstep, ringing your doorbell But you couldn’t hear me at church
They say all the best songs come from big emotions but i dont think this one's great
It’s nice but I don’t quite get the rhythm
and that some have rhymes and the others don’t
same general rhythm as saint bernard, but this one is a lot less precussiony and more sweet angelina
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I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3 Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
Take me to church I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife Offer me that deathless death |------extended sig------| Is minic a bhíonn na réaltaí is gile maolaithe ag a lonrú féin.
I'm in the process of making a cool western thread. Here's the basic idea:
It has been centuries since Heaven was destroyed by Humankind's greed. Now, humans are locked in an eternal struggle with Hell, which encroaches upon the material realm to take the bounty of souls that are now unprotected by Gods hated light. The thread is set in New Haven, the largest city in the West, the centre of it all being the Barrel and Spout, a large saloon run by a large, round man named Gragas and a mysterious and an impossibly beautiful woman named Evelynn. There is more but I'm short on time here.
Looking for people who'd be interested, and also maybe people who could help with the making of this thread?
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Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal Welsh medieval rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
Professional anthro maker. Adohand dweller. Selectively social, grunge obsessed, genderfaun, pansexual furry and therian. The Fox of Adohand's. Friend (maybe foe) of AgateElk, personally. I love everybody here. Need I go on? Discord: _salems_lot_ "Zoro knows exactly what MLM means." - AgateElk My Non-Self Given Titles: Sovereign of The Four Seasons, My Child, The Fox, Herr Flaumig, Saint Crispidad My thread/ Extended Sig: Cult of the Fox. My CHB Characters, In a Google Sheet
I really like it
and I’m super sorry about whatever happened
Take me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
|------extended sig------|
Is minic a bhíonn na réaltaí is gile maolaithe ag a lonrú féin.
Reminds me of the ballad of Lucy gray baird
Sel
They/he
Reading, dnd, theatre, art (Irunwithskissors)
Tossing and turning
The sun’s in the sky
It’s five am, I can’t close my eyes
Potentially stupid question, but whats an emotional hangover
STEEL BALL RUN!
REACHING THE LINE DONT YOU TURN BACK NOW!
WE’RE GOING WEST TO EAST TO FIND THE STEEL BALL RUN!
Hangover (head hurting + other stuff bc you get…well I think you know) + emotions
a lot of emotions happening and kinda making you spacey/weary/a lot
there are no stupid questions
except for “Momma, can I be a politician when I grow up?”
that’s the only one
Take me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
|------extended sig------|
Is minic a bhíonn na réaltaí is gile maolaithe ag a lonrú féin.
I assume it’s like too many emotions then you feel bad afterward?
Sel
They/he
Reading, dnd, theatre, art (Irunwithskissors)
Tossing and turning
The sun’s in the sky
It’s five am, I can’t close my eyes
when you have a lot of emotions at once and they're fragile for the rest of the day
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
same general rhythm as saint bernard, but this one is a lot less precussiony and more sweet angelina
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
Hi people
Take me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
|------extended sig------|
Is minic a bhíonn na réaltaí is gile maolaithe ag a lonrú féin.
Hello.
I am ded
yayyy
In mafia of course.
Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal Welsh medieval rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
I'm in the process of making a cool western thread. Here's the basic idea:
It has been centuries since Heaven was destroyed by Humankind's greed. Now, humans are locked in an eternal struggle with Hell, which encroaches upon the material realm to take the bounty of souls that are now unprotected by Gods hated light.
The thread is set in New Haven, the largest city in the West, the centre of it all being the Barrel and Spout, a large saloon run by a large, round man named Gragas and a mysterious and an impossibly beautiful woman named Evelynn.
There is more but I'm short on time here.
Looking for people who'd be interested, and also maybe people who could help with the making of this thread?
Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal Welsh medieval rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
Hey EJO!
Hello! Call me Tana
My pronouns are She/Her
I have Autism. And, you would probably call me Trans Femme, Pansexual pancake, and Ace
I will always support you. To the best of my ability. Because that is my way of showing how much I care
Current Dice Code: [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
Current List of Children: Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, Link, and Foalin.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH
Professional anthro maker. Adohand dweller. Selectively social, grunge obsessed, genderfaun, pansexual furry and therian. The Fox of Adohand's. Friend (maybe foe) of AgateElk, personally. I love everybody here. Need I go on?
Discord: _salems_lot_
"Zoro knows exactly what MLM means." - AgateElk
My Non-Self Given Titles: Sovereign of The Four Seasons, My Child, The Fox, Herr Flaumig, Saint Crispidad
My thread/ Extended Sig: Cult of the Fox. My CHB Characters, In a Google Sheet
Boo
Hello! Call me Tana
My pronouns are She/Her
I have Autism. And, you would probably call me Trans Femme, Pansexual pancake, and Ace
I will always support you. To the best of my ability. Because that is my way of showing how much I care
Current Dice Code: [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
Current List of Children: Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, Link, and Foalin.
Hi gato!
Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal Welsh medieval rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
How are you?
Hello! Call me Tana
My pronouns are She/Her
I have Autism. And, you would probably call me Trans Femme, Pansexual pancake, and Ace
I will always support you. To the best of my ability. Because that is my way of showing how much I care
Current Dice Code: [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
Current List of Children: Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, Link, and Foalin.
Am gud. Hbu?
should be on and off for the rest of the day as I have to get my session done for Friday.
Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal Welsh medieval rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
Okay
I'm, well, I asked myself questions that I will never be able to unask myself
Hello! Call me Tana
My pronouns are She/Her
I have Autism. And, you would probably call me Trans Femme, Pansexual pancake, and Ace
I will always support you. To the best of my ability. Because that is my way of showing how much I care
Current Dice Code: [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
Current List of Children: Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, Link, and Foalin.
What are these questions?
Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal Welsh medieval rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
To let you keep your peace of mind, I cannot tell you
This solution must come from within
Hello! Call me Tana
My pronouns are She/Her
I have Autism. And, you would probably call me Trans Femme, Pansexual pancake, and Ace
I will always support you. To the best of my ability. Because that is my way of showing how much I care
Current Dice Code: [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
Current List of Children: Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, Link, and Foalin.
Kk. I should be able to Rp somewhere, but replies might take a longer time than usual.
Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal Welsh medieval rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.