You’re a strong, independent black woman, bravely facing every storm all by yourself. Don’t let these little inconveniences stop you, because remember: you ARE the storm. The weather forecast is literally just you.

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Js ur daily reminder that u are loved and appriciated by everyone, i hope u have a good day my friend

+rep, thanks for wishing me a totally nice day btw, that's very christlike of you.

+rep, pretty cool guy, would be cooler if u were christpilled though.

I've played so much Rust lately that the jackhammer has permanently moved into my subconscious. I log off, crawl into bed, close my eyes, and somehow I'm still out there farming stone. The sound follows me everywhere—BRRRRRRRRRRRRR. Last night I dreamed I was hitting a sulfur node for eight straight hours, woke up exhausted, checked my inventory, and was genuinely disappointed I didn't have 20k sulfur. At this point I'm not even sure if the jackhammer is in the game anymore or if my brain has just accepted it as its natural background music. If you hear a faint BRRRRRRRRRR coming from my room at 3 AM, don't worry—I'm not being raided. I'm just mining in my sleep again