MEMENTO
26-05-16 / May 16th, 2026
I spent some time lately recreating one of Hellsinker's (my current obsession) backgrounds and throwing it onto a new domain (fatih.broken.name) and probably plan to drop mof.x10.bz in the future, if that ever happens. I'm not sure how to continue with it at this very moment, whether I just do a simple menu list or if I set the rings to have moving links inside them. 3 might not be enough.
I also touched up on Ai Promise Collection a little bit, getting around to getting submissions working and cleaning up the write page a little bit. I still think I ought to completely redesign it, but that was something I said I'd do years ago. It's likely not happening with how little anyone sees it, but I apologize to the guy I haven't seen post something 2 months ago.
I sent a mail today. It was very difficult to do, and I was forced to deal with A.I. a lot before it caused more issues and a lady at a different branch told me to eff it and it was perfectly fitting as just a lettermail. I hope it makes it to its destination.
I don't know what else to speak of. Neglected for another 2 years, huh? I'm sure there's a lot I can write to myself about here, but maybe I'll do it tomorrow. My mental state has deteriorated horribly, and I thought of a lot that I could get off my mind. But I don't know how much of it is healthy, and I do need to do my maths badly.
Maybe I should hide this entire section after all. Or probably keep it offline. But I still post stuff like this anyway, just to feel something. I don't know if I'll hide it any differently this time.
That's what I've been trying to do for a long time, now. Just trying to feel something.
I don't think I'm a good person, even when I've done the best I can. I haven't aged one bit since I made that first "thoughts" page. I haven't aged since I left school.
I'll continue to pretend that everything is alright. Surely that is what everyone does until they are alright. I don't see the end in sight, let alone the true beginning. With how much I try to tout romantics, I really don't think I have any dignity left of me.
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