Krem [he/him, they/them]

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Cake day: July 30th, 2020

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  • i haven’t used 小红书 in a few years but i can imagine the average user being really tired of this sudden invasion of USians. imagine trying to use your normal social media app that you use for normal shit and suddenly it’s full of clueless anglos posting bullshit in their bullshit language and refusing to use your language, and a normal post about normal shit suddenly has 25 comments like “huh what’s this lol” “i don’t speak thingumajig, speak american lol” “haha your chinese dances are funny lol” “wooow i wanna eat chinese noodles, i love pad thai”

    i get that exposing anglos to normal shit outside of iowa is enriching and good for the low percentage of people that are actually curious and willing to learn but damn, can’t imagine being a normal user on the normal app right now

    limmy-awake

    i guess it’ll blow over very soon








  • “for the last time Patricia, it’s called a MAN cave, not a goon cave, and the only thing i’ve been cranking is the level on my Sturmpanzergezetzbetriebungwagen. up. cranking the levels up. what? I already did the dishes last week. take a shower? no, I don’t think i smell like ball sweat and coffee breath. it’s only your parents Patricia, we see them every couple of months. Mackayden can vacuum the living room, can’t you, buddy?”



  • Day 1: I’m a young witch in a small village in the fantasy alps trying to find her lost kitty!

    Day 2: (As i’m waking up and stepping outside, cute art style breaking down before my eyes, slowly turning into DE-style) wait I’m a middle aged unemployed tarot-obsessed woman in a small decaying town. My kitty went missing 20 years ago. I’m actually trying to find my missing child? Niece?

    Day 3: (After failing an impossible skill check in the middle of a seemingly normal conversation) wait, i’m a young witch? middle aged woman? both? wait you, the person i’m having a conversatoin with, is the cat?

    Day 4: I had a dream that the two versions are actually both equally fake, Philip Dick, style, and i’m living in a dystopian future where engaging with simulated possible parallel versions of myself and the happiness/pain of living in a world with trees and breathable air is the only meaningful job in this world. also cats have been uplifted to human intelligence level and can talk

    Days 5-6: is it or isn’t it?

    Day 7: Haha just kidding i was just a witch the whole time, the evil wizard made me imagine weird stuff haha, and i found my kitty, yayyy (bad ending)