"Damn bitch you live like this?"

Yeah, for the most part.

"So, who is the rat man?"

My real life isn't much to write home about, and I like to keep it that way. All this lunacy fits in when I'm not on the clock.

I enjoy lazy days of smoking weed and playing video games. I also enjoy taking walks to the corner store for juice and treats. I'm an amateur at every creative venture I undertake. My cat wants for nothing beyond treats and belly rubs. There's almost always music playing in my ears. Nothing unique or special about that.

“Okay, but what about online?”

Still nothing special. I regret to admit that I used to be Amino. when I was a kid. It's where I had encounters such as this one:

My Amino stories are ample. Some guy got very mad at my OCs background as a sex worker, and I didn't realize he was being serious until he said sex work was just as immoral as cannibalism. I also stumbled into a chatroom where people were flexing with fake money, where I saw the message "*gets a fade*" typed before my very eyes. Not that I was any less cringe. Certain close friends may remember the line "dick sucking machine". Take your kids to therapy, folks.

These days, Tumblr's about the only social media I'm active on. That might change if I take to SpaceHey. Used to be on Twitter, but I learned a lesson and left. Like most people, my digital footprint is unflattering and problematic. Maybe not as bad as some people, but I'm only human and I've had some shitty takes in the past. Open apology to "Big C".

If/when I die, this site will be a little relic of who I was. Does any of it make sense? Probably not. Enjoy.

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