I am Dim

henlo

I'm just stopping in to say how much I hate social media and the current Internet.

Social media has become hostile to the individual. I'm taking a step back to do other things. I'm going to explore Caves of Qud some more and maybe learn Elin, and some other roguelikes. These worlds are a lot healthier for me than interacting online. I'm sure I won't be gone forever; just taking a vacation.

One day, we'll all be free.

-Missy

9love when the big gold play with the wicked

kurnugi see da sucka poppin'

Please go enjoy my growing tuk-tuk slam compilation so you can stop being lame.

Tuk-Tuk Slam Tuk-Tuk Slam is a new genre of world music. For the people of the Third World.

:}

𝚂𝚙𝚊𝚌𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝙳𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 [LYRICS] Yaroslavna rano plachет v Putivle na zabrale, ariuchi: "O vetre, vetreilo! Chemu, gospodi, nasil'no veyeshi? yāyum ñāyum yārakiyaro entaiyum nuntaiyum emmuṟai kēḷir Hawani man ana achibb

🅱🅴🅰🆄🆃🅴🅾🆄🆂 🆃🅷🅸🅽🅶🆂 🆃🅾 🅱🅴🅲🅾🅼🅴 (🆁🅴🅼🅸🆇) [LYRICS] Քո արտացոլումը հայելու մեջ, Իմ ամենագեղեցիկ պոեմն է, Բայց ինչ արագ է այն անհետանում, Սա իմ վերջին «Ես քեզ սիրում եմ»-ն է שְׂאִי יוֹנָה וְשִׁמְעִינִי בְּכִנּוֹר ...

Here stanch Ishkur—
Soothsay it be
Blood cleared sleet;
Down strikes her wand

Kindjal djinn so cold—
Thren of D'Inana
Thrice adored

There shall ye sound,
"Lo! There Ninana
Met ganzir door…"

They're still weeping—
She'll stay below

Lay her down—
Weep friend
Weep with me

Thren Here stanch Ishkur— Soothsay it be Blood cleared sleet; Down strikes her wand Kindjal djinn so cold— Thren of D'Inana Thrice adored There shall ye sound, "Lo! There Ninana Met ganzir door…" They're

I filmed a black bird get high
First he would jest, then chill
While soft humps crest yonder
I spied his eye on my ass

He awoke
Plum like a jay
While my vow
Love stained

Our son
Pecked in my head:
"Listen, the shade unveiled"
"Listen, the sun unveiled"

Our light flew away
As though sailing
And though our lark fades
We sing

A prayer that you wait
Saucy rouser!
Eyes glow anyway
Awake

A pirate frown if heard
The Lord beak through you!
Hallowed friend, yet hurt
I earn thee the Rood

Friend, be sure
I'd help you up there
Fly rude of love

For fever
And holy
Be fevered
And holy
With fever
And holy
And holy

I Filmed A Black Bird Get High [LYRICS] I filmed a black bird get high First he would jest, then chill While soft humps crest yonder I spied his eye on my ass He awoke Plum like a jay While my vow Love stained Our son Pecked in