essays of various seriousness. it's up to you to determine how genuine i'm being.
look out for the content warnings. as always, they're no joke.
This was originally formulated in my head about ninety minutes ago as a poem. Didn't end up that way. The tags really aren't kidding around there, by the way.
Wow, this one got depressing as fuck, didn't it? Didn't really intend for it to go that way. Wanted more of a sardonic vibe, criticizing myself for taking what scraps of happiness I could, but said scraps quickly evaporated and I was left only with pessimism. What fun I must be to talk to!
I actually wrote this one for school, believe it or not. My teacher adored it to the extent of reading it aloud not just my class but also some other class. I would have gotten a one hundred, but alas, I failed to self-reflect as required by the rubric. I settled with a ninety-five. Shoutouts to Ms. Nap, if she's somehow reading this.