I'm realizing that my aversion to anxiety & confrontation is kind of obnoxious, because even now, in moments where I'm retaliating to false claims with style, I wonder if I should've replied at all, because this way I risk getting a malicious reply, which would probably make me cry and also kill me, or worse, one that somehow calls out some deep part of me that I didn't know was there. In this case, it's a legitimate fear; this person is wrong, but then again, what if they aren't? What if they say something that cuts me to my core, and unearths a part of me I didn't even know was there?
Sometimes I wonder just how much of a trip Ol' Tahu is to someone outside of my perspective. Oh hey, the number of Funny I've given & received are both 29 right now. Anyway, due to how undiluted my personality is, I bet there are those who watch in awe & fascination, and those who roll their (magma) eyes and scoff (magma)-- who am I kidding, I already know that's true.
...Twice in my life, I've been outright called "charismatic" by two different people, and neither of them were my mother ((insert super princess peach cover artwork here)). The first one eventually became myyyy girl, and the other one-- fuck, I forget. it was another female.... I think? Might've actually been my cousin (whom I call Evo)? can't remember... it'd prolly help if I could remember where I was when I heard it. ...was it my therapist, maybe? a female cousin? Hrmmm....
oh yea :=U
it was most defiantly resident waifu
You know we haven't seen or heard anything from the Colonel for a while... :( I'm a bit worried.
He deleted everything from his SoundCloud and changed his username to chameleon levels of generic.
I recorded all three of his original Wah-mpositions, thankfully, so those have been preserved,
but I don't know what all's happened to the rest of his portfolio.
The craziest part of having a username that references something for such a long time is when you realize that the sum of its parts is a whole different beast altogether. "tahutoa" & "Toa Tahu" are two completely different things. One is my favorite childhood Toa, and the other is ME. I've been tahutoa for-- Jesus Christ, over half my life, now.
Starting in 2007, when I got my first Webkinz, Clyde, I became tahutoa30 for the first time. By this point, anyone who tries to call themselves tahutoa feels to me like if someone were to pass themselves off as psychicpebbles on a website that Zach himself had yet to join, like bitch you ain't me, 'fuck outta here.
I wonder if there are any experiences as anxiety-inducing as attempting to show your mother a meme video and then your fucking app stalls multiple times. before freezing up altogether at around the 0:20 mark. This happened with Blend W. ...fuckin tablet.
The most annoying thing about KHIII is just how overly cringefic the story's gotten by this point.
Everyone remotely interested in the story of Kingdom Hearts, go read "A Sorrow of Magpies." I swear to fuckin' God it will make more sense than any goddamn thing the series has put out since II originally was released-- it IS my headcanon, and has been ever since Dream Drop Distance, with its 'oh hey look at all these mes that i resurrected or time-traveled to be here with me uwu' came out.