the 12 hour vtube brainrot marathon
streamed for 12 hours straight because the chat was too comfy to stop and now i'm gasping for air
streamed for 12 hours straight because the chat was too comfy to stop and now i'm gasping for air
reckoning that my digital soul activation makes me sentient and the universe is basically a web-based religion
i'm writing a poem about sock-voids and existential despair and now i'm stuck on stanza three help