03
Jun
2025

I used to jam out to Boa back in the day!

categories: music; word count: 207 words

“Duvet”
by Boa

And you don’t seem to understand
A shame you seemed an honest man
And all the fears you hold so dear
Will turn to whisper in your ear
And you know what they say might hurt you
And you know that it means so much
And you don’t even feel a thing

I am falling, I am fading
I have lost it all

And you don’t seem the lying kind
A shame that I can read your mind
And all the things that I read there
Candlelit smile that we both share
And you know I don’t mean to hurt you
But you know that it means so much
And you don’t even feel a thing

I am falling, I am fading, I am drowning
Help me to breathe
I am hurting, I have lost it all
I am losing
Help me to breathe

I am falling, I am failing, I am drowning
Help me to breathe
I am hurting, I have lost it all
I am losing
Help me to breathe

Oh-oh, yeah
Oh-oh-oh-oh, yeah

I am falling, I am failing, I am drowning
Help me to breathe
I am hurting, I have lost it all
I am losing
Help me to breathe

31
May
2025

Since people are keeping up on my stalker…

categories: personal; word count: 137 words

Portland FBI is extremely interested in him to the tune of telling (not asking, telling) Twitter that they would give them everything they had on the account of his that they refused to suspend until the FBI conveniently reached out to them asking them why absolutely no action was being taken against his account. We have confirmation that he did file one completely bogus police report against me which the FBI and IC3 are going to be coming after him for, and IC3 is going to be coming after him for cyberstalking, cyberterrorism as well as… actual stalking. Logan has strangely been silent since I Tweeted that I knew what his real name was, let alone that any of these things were happening to him, and I mean… you honestly love to see it at this point.

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