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So you want to know more?

Hey. What’s up. Howdy. Ahoy.

Okay, that’s enough of that.

I can only be so cringe in one night.

You’ve likely either:

A) Stumbled here by accident, did you mispell the site you were going to? Because I have a very unfortunate, almost name twin. If you’re looking for child friendly content, IT’S NOT HERE! PLEASE LEAVE! But like, yeah, I’ve had my name for just as long (july 2022 (honestly, probably longer, that was just the date of my first post) v apr 2022) and am not changing it. Argue with the void.

B) You are invested in my tumblr, which currently has 3 followers, two of which I am pretty sure are pornbots, so, liar. If you’re here to start a lolcow.farm thread about me- rude. I mean, please do, that’d be a really funny bit, but also, like, ow my ego. If you’re legit here, wow thanks! Love you too- and I’m glad that you want to read more of my ramblings.

So this is for the handful of people that want to get to know me better than what I’ve already put out there.

So you likely already know I’m a woman in her mid twenties, but I’m also a huge philosophy nerd! You may know this from some of my references, but… I’ll share a couple books that I like

  • The myth of Sisyphus – Albert Camus, my beloved
  • Critique of Pure Reason – Immanuel Kant (I was introduced to him by my therapist, yippee)
  • Being and Nothingness – Jean Paul Sartre
  • Industrial Society and Its Future – Ted Kaczynsk

All of those spoke to me like crazy, and yeah, i know the last one is polarizing because of who wrote it, but, like, that’s also philosophers for you in general. I won’t argue against him being a bad person, because no duh, but I will say, just read it.

But yeah, no, good books. I’m trying to finish blood meridian but moving and being a puppy parent doesn’t exactly make that easy. If I leave that lil fucker alone, he’s gonna eat a sock and fucking die.

I guess another thing about me is that I am allergic to heat, not literally, obviously, but like I die in anything hotter than 68, and that’s pushing it, like if it’s 58 in my office I’m fucking thriving. I like to say that it’s because I grew up in a snowy, icy place, or that figure skating as a child conditioned me, but no. I just am super sensitive to it.

If I had to marry a fiction character I’d marry Choso or Thelma Dickinson. Yeah, nobody asked or likely wanted to know, but… it is what it is type shit

I have a lot of hate blorbos, like they’re iconic but so morally reprehensible that it’d be on sight by me.

I have written several sapphic short stories that I likely will not share

and uhhh… I have some floppy drives that I stole from my mom (she gave them to me)

I was also obsessed with the wii version of simearth as a 9 year old girl. yes, the crusty ass dos game, I just let shit happen and was very pleased no matter the outcome. I loved the intro music.

I would absolutely reset my life if given the opportunity, isekai is also a valid option.

idk man, I’m fucking gay and i shit and piss all over the place?

Like, I’m not gonna air my trauma (lies), I’ve already said a lot diva. Anyways, this is bebeffin (NOT BEBEFINN) signing off. ❤ ❤ ❤