Ah, it's Friday

Friday.. oh darn. These are my final days left at home doing nothing productive. :( 

I can't believe I forgot to make a post on Finny's birthday. My Finny boy. Anyway, it was January 22nd. 

I think. (...) 

For a while, I planned on starting the final part of the skit story with a lengthy italicized section in Duke's perspective with his deep thoughts. 

Like *cough* look at these poetic-kinda-idk masterpieces: 

There's a feeling of warmth in these walls. The warmth is welcoming. I have a home. This is it. This is my home.

I wish I could dive into those blue depths. I long to swim in the deep blue sea. (@ Duke: wtf // metaPHOR >:0) 

I'm a self-destructive catastrophe. 

There's a hole in my heart, but it still has the ability to love. 

She's only worth the universe and nothing less. 

I've turned myself into a weapon. I have no right to call myself a human. 

But he is worth at least a city of gold. 

I killed myself to come here. I died to be here. 

[. . . .]

This time, I died in order to see you again. 

We are fiery impulsive disasters. And me? I'm nothing short of a self-destructive catastrophe who burns everything in my way. 

I don't want to burn you. I only leave scars. 

Please don't notice mine.

... I worked hard on these, ok. 

Ugh, I just love that writer Duke concept. <3 

Dang, the last three sentences of the skit left me emo. I made myself sad. (again.) 

But you did scar Twinkle, Duke. You absolute buffoon. You fool. (how dare you!) 

me: *writes "Please don't notice mine."*

me: *immediately dies* 

me: ggggggoooo000ddddd

In the skits, Duke still has all his physical scars visible. No one said anything about the scars, so he doesn't know if they saw them. Duke's last thoughts are him hoping that Twinkle didn't really notice them. 

Oh heck, there goes my heart. 

Dukle in 2019? What is this shi-

Heck. 

... hahahahahahaha!!!! Why am I sad this time? 

.... oh right. College. Leaving Thelma my cat to go back to sharing a room with my roommate. 

*groans* hhhfgrfhfjhgjrgrfh 

I don't want to break my little tuxedo cat's heart again! </3 :( 

Anyway, I'm still really in the mood to create character theme playlists on my Spotify. 

It's not like anyone will even see and listen to my playlists (#/prove-me-wrong), and yet I'm stuck on what to name them. Help, I'm an overthinker. 

I want to create them so bad. (eww, wtf is wrong with me?) 

:^( aaaaaaaaaa

~ Cutepups :•)