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revisiting muse.
TG: couldnt really say if i did miss her which i dont
TG: hey
TG: give me a chance to finish my train of thought before yanking me out faster than terezi hits the clown juice
TG: i was about to say that its hard to miss someone in this timeline RIGHT NOW when im spending every single day next to her imbibing ass on the meteor
TG: what is this a pitstop to reconvene how were all doing
TG: okay first off im insulted that youre WORRIED when me and karkat are the sanest guys around
TG: since when have i not made sense
TG: thats rhetorical and anyway
TG: elsewhere
TG: the memo about rose being a dicksnot who leaves crumbs on innocent bedspreads not her own notwithstanding its not like she cant live some kind of vaguely orderly life
TG: beyond the walls of my room
TG: out of sight
TG: preferably off with kanaya doing whatever it is they do
TG: actively not thinking about it
TG: god what do you want from me
TG: i miss unalchemically fucked pizza more than anything
TG: will i ever see a slice of pristine pepperoni again
TG: no dave lay down your weary head and dream of better days with grease pools staining dominos boxes instead of floating on your coffee
TG: let the angelic hacking of the delivery guys shitty moped caress your singed eardrums away from all this repetative burnout NOTHINGNESS
TG: concentrate hard enough and the splatter of cosmic circus vomit on the granite could be that lovable old lady two floors under who always belched good morning to mondays with a rainbow of alcoholic beverages eager to see the light of day for a second time
TG: ill dub her the first lalonrope the spirit animal of all the women in my life
TG: just some vague houston memory doing its duty and justifying how madly pedantic shit is getting
TG: this is hopscotching entire galaxies of tangents
TG: lay off
TG: urgh
TG: man i made myself hungry
TG: hey
TG: give me a chance to finish my train of thought before yanking me out faster than terezi hits the clown juice
TG: i was about to say that its hard to miss someone in this timeline RIGHT NOW when im spending every single day next to her imbibing ass on the meteor
TG: what is this a pitstop to reconvene how were all doing
TG: okay first off im insulted that youre WORRIED when me and karkat are the sanest guys around
TG: since when have i not made sense
TG: thats rhetorical and anyway
TG: elsewhere
TG: the memo about rose being a dicksnot who leaves crumbs on innocent bedspreads not her own notwithstanding its not like she cant live some kind of vaguely orderly life
TG: beyond the walls of my room
TG: out of sight
TG: preferably off with kanaya doing whatever it is they do
TG: actively not thinking about it
TG: god what do you want from me
TG: i miss unalchemically fucked pizza more than anything
TG: will i ever see a slice of pristine pepperoni again
TG: no dave lay down your weary head and dream of better days with grease pools staining dominos boxes instead of floating on your coffee
TG: let the angelic hacking of the delivery guys shitty moped caress your singed eardrums away from all this repetative burnout NOTHINGNESS
TG: concentrate hard enough and the splatter of cosmic circus vomit on the granite could be that lovable old lady two floors under who always belched good morning to mondays with a rainbow of alcoholic beverages eager to see the light of day for a second time
TG: ill dub her the first lalonrope the spirit animal of all the women in my life
TG: just some vague houston memory doing its duty and justifying how madly pedantic shit is getting
TG: this is hopscotching entire galaxies of tangents
TG: lay off
TG: urgh
TG: man i made myself hungry