I Promise I'm Not Dead, Just Doing A Lot And Forgetting I Even Have A Tumblr

i promise i'm not dead, just doing a lot and forgetting i even have a tumblr

wonder what he's thinking about

i heard they aged

First Five Fighters

Man of rock and gold, planting Daisies beyond sight, A spectacle of wonder Starting the show, The world at his fingertips, yet The raid. A bee of the fields, Living quietly above, Venturing deep for riches And curiosities, Short and sweet, In the cave. Stalwart penguin enters, His scarf warming and flowing In the breeze of innovation, Redstone circles and mysteries, Taking his time to discover The tower. Bright bolt of neon, Searching, learning, recording The history of fallen bretheren, Erecting monument to time, Fighting fate as it followed him To the nether. Legend of age and lore, New to this world, with Adventures to have, Waiting for his chances, The wither upended, We wait.

off the top of my head i was able to list like... 31 projects i should be working on, and all i did was scroll through various sites and discord servers while executive dysfunction held my face to the screen like an evil CEO like "yesssss no create, only consume"

i hate it here

First Five Fighters

Man of rock and gold, planting Daisies beyond sight, A spectacle of wonder Starting the show, The world at his fingertips, yet The raid. A bee of the fields, Living quietly above, Venturing deep for riches And curiosities, Short and sweet, In the cave. Stalwart penguin enters, His scarf warming and flowing In the breeze of innovation, Redstone circles and mysteries, Taking his time to discover The tower. Bright bolt of neon, Searching, learning, recording The history of fallen bretheren, Erecting monument to time, Fighting fate as it followed him To the nether. Legend of age and lore, New to this world, with Adventures to have, Waiting for his chances, The wither upended, We wait.