Things below the cut that could be interpreted as philosophical whining with science metaphors, as I attempt to figure out life. Very vague, because that’s how I do things.
While sitting in the library, I witnessed three young children contemplating the mechanics of bestiality.
Good morning, world.
Yes, people actually interested in the subject matter of my last few posts can ask, I’m happy to answer in private. :-)
hard, but also wayy easier. think about all the questions older generations might’ve had but never got an answer to bc WHO do you ask about those kinds of things? not your mum that’s for sure :D
Yup, very true! ;-) I feel lucky. Though lack of internet privacy is always an issue, but thank god for not asking things of my poor mum, who’s been tortured enough in my relatively short life. ;-)
SO MANY INQUIRIES about my last few posts.
You guys are really great. And surprisingly chill about the things I enjoy.
O-O (no but we all google sometimes… hopefully we’re just one amongst many, right? anonymity of the crowd and all that? hahaha)
Hopefully!!! :D I’ve found that writers tend to have this problem quite a bit. Ah, research… so hard nowadays.