For your consideration: I. Self-Alchemy, II. Lactation, III. Aesthetics, IV. Protection, V. Anti-Procedure, VI. Tenderness, VII. Violence, VIII. Spite of God, IX. Teachtairí Nua, X. Féin. MY EGO, MY HUBRIS, I WILL STARE AT MYSELF IN A PUDDLE, TILL I DROP DEAD OF DEHYDRATION. I'm so toxic I'm so vile I'm buried 30km beneath the surface in a seismically stable region, encased in concrete and lead; hostile architecture employed and nuclear priests ordained to warn future generations of my rancid vibes. FUFUFU, nothing of honour lies here, baka. Every so often, typically in the mornings as the sun begins to light up our bedroom I have a very peculiar experience where I can see through my eyelids, for lack of better terminology. Nothing in particular happens in this state other than I feel overwhelmed with how beautiful the morning sun is. Now the sceptical might argue "you are just opening your eyes while half asleep and not realising it". However there are two very important details disproving that: 1) I have really bad eyesight. I cannot see beyond 10-15cm from my face without my glasses, yet in this state my vision is perfect. 2) My field of view is significantly higher than when I am awake, even with my glasses off. It feels like I am seeing with the entirety of my eye sockets rather than through just the opening in my eyelids. There may be some more thorough explanation of this experience, but as of now it's genuinely the closest thing to a supernatural experience that I have on a semi-regular basis.
Hey bestie, it's Lydia.

What's that? You were'nt aware of me?? I'm literally the world's hottest catgirl and the most famous multi-media artist since they fucking killed that jesus guy. It's actually pretty embarrasing on your part that you didn't even know that ( =ω= ), you are kinda like a lil earthworm just writhing in the fucking dirt y'know.

Anyway, I have bills to pay, buy a tshirt or smth ✨
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