I’m only alive because successfully killing myself is hard. Bernadette, she/her, smash bros addict, dog person, work addict, ruined beyond repair, stuck in the past. I will defend Amazon and Nintendo like they’re the parents I never had. They did, and will do, nothing wrong, ever.

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Cake day: 11 de noviembre de 2024

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  • To win a housing lottery so I can move the fuck out like why the fuck do you need to be lUcKy to FUCKING LIVE IN THE CITY YOU WERE FUCKING BORN IN? Some apartments and condos had yearly incomes of 100k to 150k yearly. Bro. If you’re making One Hundred Thousand United States Dollars every year, you’re most likely making $1500 a week. You should be considered rich or well off. Why the absolute fuck are literal rich people unable to fucking just live on their own in their city without needing to be lucky? The US Government is a humongous failure. Any country with homeless and desperately poor people has a failed government. Then you have these exact poor people fighting each other for enough money to escape poverty on Mr Beast Games and everyone’s watching it without understanding how fucked that is. That poor people are given a carrot on a stick to chase for everyone’s entertainment.







  • Thought that too but I’ve had several dreams involving readable text. One time I had a dream I was trying to pay to enter the train station and the screen kept saying try again, then when it finally went through it said “we don’t serve Mario fans, call customer service”.

    I had another where I was using Google maps to go from a Chipotle back home and when I originally just walked 5 minutes, the app was telling me to take a train. I followed it, and walked through a long dimly lit hallway, and instead of a regular train there was a shiny fancy gold one with bright purple lights on the inside, kinda like UV lights. Just about everyone inside reflected the purple light except for one old man who was somehow 2D and kept facing me like the trees in Mario 64. I rode this train for 20 minutes and I got off at a stop written in a language that looked like the one in Splatoon. I followed Maps’ walking directions for two minutes and ended up right in front of my house, and everything else I passed by disappeared.