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I just found gold for the first time ever in mc (shut up im still a n00b) and all I can think of is the song I wrote for my homeschool “decade day” when we were studying the gold rush
GOLD GOLD GOLD
IN CALIFORNEY
SHOUT THE NEWS
ACROSSTHE LAND
it’s in capital letters in my head. too
I am playing mInecraft its’ fun
on to round two, courtesy of my boss: boxed+canned wine. no joke. it tastes like hell and a new year
I’ve reached the bottom of this glass it is all vodka my eyelids are twitching
I’m sort of writng daugment too and I just mae another character. a “spindly-legged desert mutt who called himself Squid”
traaaaash
we’re watching something horrible called Centennial. “guns worth many beaver.” “we have plenty beaver.” it’s from lik the 70s and was a big tv event. its so expensively horrid. rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrracism! quuuuuuuality!
TOOOMMMMMM
mut admit sometimes I still call you Tibs in my head and you’re this eerie combination of featheres and curls and waaaat?!
but then you post about TF2 and I remember burd can’t game, so
but seriously, thanks for all the support, through all the things, all of ‘em, and cackling at me even when I’m doing well. :’D
ANNNNNAAAAA wow. what can I even say to you. I ship us. Angust. or maybe Augna. Augna sounds kind of like a northern goddess, which is what we’d be if we actually combined our powers. we would be a benevolent bt mischievous goddess of the northern woods and we would steal books from humans’ homes and sometimes we’d steal the smallest kittens and puppies from litters and turn them into our spirit companios
MMMMMM dear M, dearest lovely M, your droll observations AND your shriekings aDN your fuzzy head AND your birds AND your aesthetic AND
these are my blog crack in the daytime. I crush it up and smoke it like drugs. d i g i t a l l y
KAAATTTTTTTT to you I bequeath this bit of wsidoM:
…shit I forget the wisdom
well, I wish we could go to high tea together, wearing the most azbsurd ruffles. and kiss chastely and coo at birds in cages and titter behind our glov’d hands