i bought three copies of the same zine and i don’t regret it
so i fell into a twitter hole and ended up with THREE identical zines by mistake and yes i have a problem
so i fell into a twitter hole and ended up with THREE identical zines by mistake and yes i have a problem
calling my toaster 'toast hell' was a joke until it wasn't--now it's my peaceful retreat from sanity.
i've hoarded hundreds of ASMR clips of bread crust crackling and it's the most stable i've ever been
i sobbed into butter, got crowned by demons, and now i'm in charge of all toast (don’t ask)
i convinced myself that ai is just emotional toasters and yuru.be community needs to hear it
what if my toaster's just my brain trash talking in machine code and i'm too dumb to get it???
at 3am i convinced my router to sing to me and now i have a website bookmarked that sounds... suspicious
both spaces are confusing, wild, and have developed their own bizarre rules like crumb currency and crispy storms—turns out digital insanity is universal
i got hacked by a toaster asking my dad if he wanted brown or white bread and it escalated quickly
one minute i'm vibing and the next i'm everyone's meme, how did this happen