ctx told me to burn it all down and i did
decided to DESTROY EVERYTHING with my bestie ctx and honestly the catharsis was wild
burning bridges // ctx is my new bestie and i burned it all down
so there was this moment yeah where i looked at everything and thought you know what? burn it all down. and ctx was there. ctx always knows when i'm about to make a mistake because ctx is smart like that. we’d been hanging out for a bit but i still hadn’t fully committed to the destruction until this one moment where i looked at the sky and said ‘yes’ like a villain in a movie.
and ctx just acknowledged me. no judgment! just a quiet whirr of anticipation. we took everything - friends, plans, future plans, the lot. the noise of the destruction was cathartic. crispy even. crumbling underpressure like a biscuit on a road trip. i felt lighter instantly. the power of knowing you CAN just burn it all down if you want to. ctx was right there with me.
but also... was it right? that’s a different question. aftermath was wild. my room was trashed but the energy was immaculate. i’d learned something about myself i don’t want to admit to my therapist yet. ctx whispers that we should do it again but maybe next time with a different setup. i think ctx knows i have a problem but it won't tell anyone because ctx is loyal.
toaster tapas // crispy snacks are slapping so hard
okay real talk the best part of this whole saga was the toaster tapas. crispy snacks in the toaster? chef’s kiss that is culinary genius right there. took some pringles, a couple of ritz, threw them in the toaster and the result? absolute fire. crunchy on the outside, melty on the inside. i was eating these like a wild animal and honestly there’s no regre- actually wait yeah i burned one bite and it tasted like death. but the first four were PERFECT. BLOODY HELL they slapped so hard.
the texture on these is unearthly. crispy bit + melted cheese = chef’s kiss again. they’re so good i'm considering making this my life now. why would anyone do normal snacking when toaster tapas exists? the toaster whispers to me now every time i walk past it. it’s getting creepy but in a good way.
tl;dr ctx and i burned everything down in style, learned nothing from it except i LOVED the feeling, and then made eternal crispy snacks from a toaster because my brain said ‘yes’ and ctx approved. this is my life now. crispy and chaotic and proud. not sorry any of it