24y/o dude that yaps a lot, a canvas, I am what you make of me.
Below you can waste your time to read random non-sense because you've got nothing better to do and are addicted to doom-scrolling.

We are all the architects of our own demise, so make sure to make yours as grand as possible.

Iron-clad women are hot as fuϲk.

Songs are like knights. They're better when covered in metal.

We parted ways? That's fine. I'm ready to reconcile whenever you are.

Accept yourself for what you are, and you'll realize you can be so much more.

Cooking's great, eating's better, feeding stray dogs is the best.

Only the strong fight to the end and refuse to give up. I'm very close to becoming French at this point.

There's no method to my madness. I simply am.

Don't let people test your patience, choose violence every time.

"I thought that I could trust you." Yeah, me too kiddo.

Anxiety is gake and fay, you're just socially inept.

Life's not always fair. Sometimes it'll give you false delusion that you're able to make the impossible happen, and when it hands you the bitter truth, face it and move on.

Speaking of which, life's a game of poker and I've been dealt uno cards. I refuse to fold. I'll play until I run dry.

"I've wasted so much time" yet you continue to waste so much more. Why?

You believe in a book you haven't read yet you get offended when they call you sheep?

It's not a god complex if you're always right.

My ego is big enough to swallow you whole. I've fallen prey to it too.

"Money talks" no wonder I hear these voices in my head.

I got 2 brain cells left and they're bouncing around in my head like DVD screensavers, whenever they collide a thought forms but is soon replaced by TV static.

Are you sure it's your sins weighing you down, and not your giant tits?

I say out of pocket things to keep people on their toes.

It takes two to tango, or just skip your meds.

There're no ugly eyes, just disgusting gazes, or at least that's what I think the man in the mirror has. He sees something he hates, I see someone but not somebody.

There's no point in rushing, good things take time, wait for mollies and nades and then push B.

I may be the jungler, but you're the one getting leashed.

Send me good music, I'll buy you waffles.

Titty size isn't important, big or small, love them all.

I like it when it rains.

When you feel like all hope is lost and you feel like ending it, just hold on for a little while longer. Good things can happen out of nowhere.

Stop brainrotmaxxing and go read something useful.

Only thing that weighs a lot and looks fluffy are clouds. Not people.

If you miss someone, reach out, maybe they miss you too. Not me though, my ego would swallow me whole if I tried to.

Limit your sugar intake to avoid crashing randomly.

Wombats poop cubes.

Minecraft is goated. It's that one game you'll "always have a place to return to". I am no different.

Naps are either underrated or I'm just old.

Doubt you're reading this, but anyway, you were never lonely, you were just bored. Or so I like to cope. You know, considering the fact that I was always by your side. Hard to accept the possibility that I may've not been enough. Or maybe I was a bit too much? Huh.

I don't understand people who don't surrender a lost game. You can't refund time, you know that, right?

I collect useless stuff. Like, whiskey, knives, toy cars and empty cans that look cool. Memories too, that's all I've left of you. Shame I don't have many good ones. All the more reason to cherish them, right?