I’ve been writing stories since May of 2014, and I’ve been doing everything by myself. In 2020, I wrote a story called Project Azure, which was the 20th story of The Blacklist: Refueled & Reloaded. At the time, it was the longest story I ever wrote at 40 pages long. Hell, it managed to surpass Total Overdrive in terms of length. Just as I was getting ready to convert it to a PDF file, Google Docs somehow erased most of the document, forcing me to rewrite everything. I spent 6 fucking hours rewriting the whole thing plus an additional 90 minutes proofreading it. To say that it was a shitshow would be an understatement because I was burned out after that. I thought I was gonna have to delay the upload, but I still got it uploaded in time. However, I did save multiple backups of the file just in case Google Docs tried to erase it again. Google Docs did erase the finished story, but it failed to erase the backups. So what I uploaded was actually one of the backup files. It’s been 5 years since I wrote that story, and I still consider it to be the most cursed story I ever wrote. I haven’t been in any situations like that since because it was an absolute shitshow, and I never want to go through that again.

Bush, Deftones, and Rise Against are 3 of my favorite bands, and I’ve been following them for a really long time. I’ve seen them all in concert. In the case of Bush and Rise Against, I’ve seen each of them in concert 3 times. I also own every album from those bands. In fact, Rise Against was my favorite band when I was in high school. I even started my album review series by reviewing the albums that Rise Against made at that time before moving onto Bush. Each of these 3 bands have released their 10th studio albums in 2025. First Bush, then Rise Against, and then Deftones. I think Bush’s new album is really good given the fact that this is their third time working with Erik Ron. The first time they worked with Erik was during the making of The Kingdom, even though Tyler Bates had a larger role in terms of production. Erik had a bigger role when Bush made The Art of Survival, though Tyler was still attached to the project. Bush’s newest album, I Beat Loneliness, had no involvement from Tyler Bates, but I still think Erik did a great job helping Gavin Rossdale with the production, even though it’s not quite as good as The Kingdom or The Art of Survival. In the case of Deftones, their new album, Private Music, is the 3rd time they worked with Nick Raskulinecz (my favorite music producer). The first time he worked with Deftones was when they made Diamond Eyes (their best album) in 2010. They worked with him again when making 2012’s Koi No Yokan, which is another great album. As for Private Music, that album was self produced with help from Nick. The album turned out to be phenomenal, though not quite as good as Ohms. Now onto Rise Against. Their newest album titled Ricochet has them working with a new producer by the name of Catherine Marks. I’m not familiar with her given the fact that she has worked with artists that I’ve never heard of. I am familiar with the album’s mixer, Alan Moulder, however. When Rise Against released the single Nod earlier this year, I thought it sounded amazing and was excited to hear the rest of Ricochet. Unfortunately, Ricochet didn’t live up to the hype. When I reviewed it, I found it to be subpar compared to the band’s other work. I know that the album is about the band’s inter-connectedness, which makes it a departure from their political work, and they always knock it out of the park with their political music. In my review, I said that I hope that Rise Against go back to working with Bill Stevenson and Jason Livermore because the albums those guys produced were absolute bangers. Like I said, Rise Against was my favorite band in high school, and I hope they can bounce back because Ricochet is basically their St. Anger. Bush, Deftones, and Scars on Broadway understood the assignment to release banger albums in 2025, but Rise Against failed the assignment. This is coming from a longtime fan of their music. I stand by my statement that Rise Against should go back to making political music because that’s what they do best. I don’t hate them; I’m just disappointed with how their new album sounds.

In late 2021, I started a spin-off series to my album review series titled Every Album Ranked. What I do is rank every album from a certain artist from weakest to best. One of the most recent episodes was when I ranked all the albums by Sleep Token. I placed Take Me Back to Eden as the weakest while Even in Arcadia is the second weakest. The reason why I placed those as the weakest Sleep Token albums is because I feel like incorporating elements of R&B and pop hold them back. Don’t get me wrong. They’re good albums, but I can’t help but find them inferior to the band’s previous work. The video has more dislikes than likes, but I don’t give a shit what other people think. My opinions don’t reflect anyone else’s opinion, and I’m not turning off the ratings or comments. In 2022, I uploaded a video where I ranked all the albums by Rage Against the Machine from weakest to best. Someone commented giving me shit all because I put Evil Empire so low. Evil Empire is a good album, but it’s not as good as most of the band’s other work. This is mainly because it doesn’t hit the same way nor is it as heavy as the band’s debut album. Someone on Twitter claimed that Evil Empire is debatably better than the band’s debut album, but I strongly disagree for the reasons I said in the previous sentence. I’m sticking to my guns, and nothing will change my opinion. However, no one gave me shit regarding my rankings for the albums by Deftones, Rise Against, Bush, Suicide Silence, or most of the other episodes.

August 10, 2022 was the worst day of my life. The reason why is because that was the day my mom passed away from stage 4 liver cancer. It was the worst experience of my life. The truth of the matter is that this wasn’t my mom’s first battle with cancer. In August of 2010, she was diagnosed with stage 2 breast cancer. Over the course of several months, she went through chemotherapy, radiation therapy, a double mastectomy, and reconstructive surgery. By early 2011, she was declared cancer free. Late July of 2020 was when she was diagnosed with stage 4 liver cancer. She had to go through several sessions of chemotherapy and various other treatments over the next 2 years, but it wouldn’t get rid of the cancer. She also went through Covid and pneumonia in 2022, but those were a cakewalk compared to what would come next. August 3, 2022 was when she was revealed to have sepsis. She was breathing rapidly and couldn’t respond. She was rushed to the hospital and was sedated. She did wake up the next day. Although she the sepsis was gone, the doctors continued to give her treatments to prevent the sepsis from coming back. Things were looking up. Sadly, things took a turn for the worst on August 10 when the cancer became too aggressive. She got to see me and my brother one last time, and she couldn’t speak. One of the doctors gave her morphine. I was looking back and forth at the heart monitor. My mom passed away at around 11 PM. I spent 11 hours in that hospital, and it was the worst 11 hours of my life. My mom was surrounded by me, my dad, my brother, and my grandparents. My dad stated that he’s never going to remarry, and I understand his decision. He took his radio show off the air for a few days, and I took a week and a half off from work. The funeral was August 18. Several relatives, neighbors, and even some of my mom’s former coworkers showed up. I did promise to dedicate my next story to my mom. I even went as far as to say “fuck cancer” multiple times at her funeral, and I’d never wish cancer on my worst enemies. 4 days after the funeral, my dad brought mom’s ashes home. My mom made it home, but not the way we wanted because we wanted her home alive. I know that my mom is still with me because her ghost is helping me and people who I care about. Sometimes I see her in my dreams, but it could just as easily be her ghost making contact with me. My mom was one of my biggest supporters when it comes to my stories. She wants me to keep writing and to keep helping people. So I listen to her. I don’t know how else to end this journal entry except for 2 words: fuck cancer!

I’ve been working at the same store for the past 4 years. Even though I have issues with a lot of people who shop there, not everything is bad. Some of our regulars are easily recognizable. One in particular is this guy who has a prosthetic arm, but he’s actually one of the nicest customers we’ve ever had. Seeing him always puts me in a good mood because this guy is very nice to everyone working there. Back in February of 2023, there was one customer in particular who I noticed was a trans woman. She seemed really cool and had her friends with her. The second time I saw her was exactly 2 weeks after the first. That time, I saw her wearing a Korn shirt. I told her that the shirt looked cool, and that I had just gotten the Japanese version of Korn’s album The Serenity of Suffering. I also mentioned that the reason why I often get the Japanese versions of certain albums is because of the bonus tracks, and that Japan is always keeping the good shit. I obviously didn’t give her any shit for being trans because she and her friends would have most likely kicked my ass, and I would’ve deserved it. If I saw anybody giving her shit just because she’s trans, I sure as hell would have stepped in to defend her. Even though I’m bisexual, I am a trans ally and always will be. Having positive encounters with people at my store helps to put me in a good mood, and I’m more than willing to stand up to bullies.

Last year, I had 2 customers at my store who said that they went to the same high school that I went to. The problem is that I didn’t recognize them nor did I know their names. The first one asked me if I was going to the 10 year high school reunion, even though I graduated in 2013 and not 2014. Either way, I didn’t show up to the reunion since only about 10% of graduates actually show up to those. I did have this one customer who I have known since 8th grade, and I just happen to be friends with him on Facebook. The thing is he looks unrecognizable since graduation despite the fact that my physical appearance hasn’t changed much since then. When I started working at my current job, one customer in particular happened to be the English teacher I had in my senior year in high school. I remembered her name, and she did recognize me despite the fact that I was wearing a mask. Granted that was back when masks were mandatory at my store.

It was 3 years ago today when I completed and uploaded Hell’s Archangel. At the time, it was the most violent, most offensive, and most sexually explicit story I ever wrote. I mentioned before that I wrote the story as a way of letting my rage out because I was going through a lot of stress and rage in late 2021 and the first half of 2022. The character of Layne Shadows is essentially the embodiment of all my rage. At the same time, he’s one of my favorite characters in my roster. He’s also the OC of mine has the most morbid sense of humor as well as being the horniest and most insane character of mine. Desperado Dave even said that the most fucked up thing Layne ever did was show up to the 37th birthday party of one of his cousins and slaughter everyone in attendance. Granted this was part of Layne’s master plan to murder everyone in his family in order to prevent the family reunion from happening. I stated that Hell’s Archangel was intended to be one time thing as it was initially a side project. It was promoted to being its own saga when I decided to move forward with writing 2 sequels in 2023. As of the time of me writing this journal entry, I am currently working on Hell’s Archangel 5. The question of whether or not I’ll make a 6th entry in the saga is up in the air. One way to describe Hell’s Archangel as what Helluva Boss would be like if it was addicted to amphetamines and had a much more morbid sense of humor. I’m gonna leave links to the main characters from the Hell’s Archangel Saga so you can learn more about their backstories. Special thanks to Desperado Dave for drawing them.

Layne Shadows: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/57086653/
Arlandria Kilmister: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/57543457/
Joe Casto: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/58073642/
Tom Yamamoto: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/58612708/
Shirley Ferrante: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/58993707/

Sadly, Hell’s Archangel was the last story I completed before my mom passed away from cancer a week later. More on that next week.

In September of 2014, I encountered this guy from Las Vegas by the name of Christopher Sanders aka Woofie Vegas. I encountered him because he sent me a friend request. I deleted the request because I didn’t trust him at first. A year later, I decided to give him a chance and accepted his friend request. 2 months later, the motherfucker unfriended me for no apparent reason, putting himself on my shitlist in the process. Sometime in 2018, I mentioned the Las Vegas Auto Show. Christopher replied to me asking when it was gonna be happening, and I refused to answer him. August of 2019 was when he decided to come crawling back to me by sending me a friend request. Not only did I delete the request, but I went a step further and marked it as spam, preventing him from sending me any future requests. This was back when Facebook actually allowed users to mark requests as spam. Last week, I discovered that Christopher has been using AI to make music. He obviously fails to realize that AI “music”—just like vaporwave—is NOT actual music to begin with. There’s no effort put into it, and that piece of trash is having a machine do all the work. Even if I was more forgiving, there’s no fucking way I’d ever let Christopher back onto my friends list. He had his chance, and he fucked it up by burning the bridges between us. It doesn’t help that he’s also friends with another ex-friend who betrayed me by the name of Jack McClung, but I blocked Jack nearly 3 years ago for trying and failing to reconnect with me in addition to harassing me, playing the victim card, and giving me some bullshit sob story. This November will be the 10th anniversary of when Christopher betrayed me. If that piece of trailer trash sends me another friend request, I will delete it and message him that he should back the fuck off for stabbing me in the back all those years ago.

I’ve sold about 75% of all my Funko Pops so far. Granted I haven’t gotten any new additions to my collection since December of 2021. The biggest reason why I decided to sell them is because of poor decisions from Funko such as NFTs, destroying $36 million worth of merchandise, and even sinking to a new low by collaborating with Skibidi Toilet of all things. These factors made me want to distance myself from the Funko community and stop following the company on social media. They also made me lose all motivation to continue collecting. Fortunately, my Pops were all in mint condition, meaning that I got more money by selling them. I also feel like selling them was a better option compared to simply donating them to my store. Another benefit of selling my Pops is that I have more space for more Youtooz figures. Selling my Pops also means that I have more money for more Youtooz figures and other stuff like that. I have stated that Youtooz makes better figures and better plushes compared to Funko, and I stand by that statement. I don’t judge people who still collect Funko products. It’s just that I moved on and figured that selling my Pop collection was the right thing to do since I’m not affiliated with that community anymore.

I just uploaded my 450th album review, and it’s on Opiate by Tool. Below is a link to my review.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tDZJ7drUa_g

We’re getting close to the 3rd anniversary of when I completed the first Hell’s Archangel. The story was written to let the rage out because in late 2021 and the first half of 2022, I was going through a lot of stress and rage. It doesn’t help that the drunkest person in my family threatened to murder me in December of 2021, which resulted in me destroying the Publix gift card that one of my managers gave me that day. The fact that I wrote the Hell’s Archangel stories to get the rage out is similar to how Harlan Ellison wrote stories to prevent himself from going to prison. I stated that Hell’s Archangel was originally a one time thing. Sadly, it was the last story I completed before my mom passed away from cancer a week later. Sometime after she passed away, I asked myself if I went too far with Hell’s Archangel. Is it too violent? Is it too offensive? Is it too sexually explicit? I asked myself the same questions after writing Hell’s Archangel 2 and 3. I feel like I really crossed the line with the 3rd story because there’s one part where Layne Shadows brought Shirley Ferrante with him so they could attack the post office that Layne used to work at. The reason why I included that part is because of how pissed off I was at USPS for giving me pink slips in place of stuff I ordered from overseas. Another way Hell’s Archangel 3 crossed the line was the part where Layne showed up to the birthday party of one of his cousins and slaughtered everyone in attendance. This was based on actual tensions between certain people within my family at the time. My extended family did have a reunion in that shithole called Myrtle Beach in 2023, but I didn’t show up because of my distrust towards certain people in my family at the time. On top of that, Myrtle Beach is the 3rd worst shithole I ever visited, and I’ve only been to that shithole twice. When I wrote Hell’s Archangel 4, I wrote it to be much more offensive than its predecessors, even though I also cut down on the sexual content. I am going to be writing Hell’s Archangel 5 pretty soon, and it’s gonna be even more offensive than its predecessors. I’m even gonna be bringing in my hellcat characters to join in on the carnage. If someone were to read the Hell’s Archangel stories in chronological order, they would notice the deterioration of Layne Shadows’ mental state. The reason why he’s so unhinged is because he was abused by his parents and his brother when he was growing up and later developed an addiction to amphetamines. If someone were to get offended by these stories, then mission accomplished. If someone thinks that the stories are too violent, then I regret nothing. If they think the stories are too sexually explicit, then fuck their feelings. I don’t give a fuck if anyone is offended by the stories. My stories are stuff that I want to write, and I’m not gonna stop writing.

Not everyone knows this, but I’ve been struggling with bipolar disorder since I was in high school. The slightest thing will cause me to flip shit in an instant. No one in this shithole state that I’m in takes mental health seriously. It doesn’t help that I had a really shitty day today. First, some masochist set its alarm clock 5 minutes before mine was supposed to go off, completely fucking up my day. Second, another masochist wasted almost all the milk that was in the fridge 4 days after I just bought some more. Because of this, I will not be buying any more milk. Third, the register I was assigned to caused me to lose my shit all because the fucking thing has a virus and won’t stop malfunctioning. Fourth, Amazon fucked up and pushed back the delivery of one of my packages. Fifth, the bruising on my hand has only gotten worse. Why do the last 10 days of June have to be a complete shitshow? This month is almost as much of a clusterfuck as May.

This is a journal entry I’ve been thinking about writing. We all know that the Lilo & Stitch remake is out in theaters and made a shitload of money. Meanwhile, I made the decision not to watch the movie when it was first announced. I still refuse to the remake. I haven’t cared for the franchise since I was 12, and I don’t think the show has aged well. Probably because the writing makes the show feel like it was aimed towards a younger demographic, which I am not apart of, but that’s beside the point. With all honesty, I haven’t watched any of Disney’s live action remakes since the 101 Dalmatians remake from 1996, and I barely remember anything from that movie. Probably because I was about 1 or 2 when I saw it. Every time Disney announces a live action remake, I do what I always do and choose not to watch it. Part of the reason why certain projects become successful is because of people hate watching. Hate watching means that you are directly supporting someone knowing full well that you hate it. Non-watchers do the opposite and don’t support something that they feel they would hate. Obviously I can’t stop people from hate watching. Instead, I choose to be a non-watcher. Rather than watching the Lilo & Stitch remake, I’m gonna watch films that I actually want to watch including Final Destination Bloodlines, Ballerina: From the World of John Wick, and of course 28 Years Later.

If you’re familiar with my work, then you’ll know that I have a series of stories that I wrote called the Hell’s Archangel Saga. These stories were heavily influenced by Natural Born Killers, Helluva Boss, the Postal games, the Manhunt games, Hatred, and The Punisher. The first story was conceptualized in late 2021. Throughout late 2021 and the first half of 2022, I was going through a lot of stress and rage. Hell’s Archangel was my way of letting it all out. At the time, it was the most violent, most offensive, and most sexually explicit story I ever wrote. Sadly, my mom passed away from cancer a week after I finished the story. I didn’t get back to writing until more than a week after the funeral. Looking back on Hell’s Archangel, I asked myself if I went too far with it. It was meant to be a one time thing. In early 2023, I made the decision to write 2 sequels to the story. I added Shirley Ferrante to the main cast, and Hell’s Archangel 2 became the longest story I ever wrote. It surpassed its predecessor in terms of violence, sexual content, and offensive content. Hell’s Archangel 3 took the offensiveness to another level. After writing those 2 stories, I asked myself once again if I went too far. After that, I decided to write some Helluva Boss fanfics. My hellhounds would appear as main characters in those stories. After I finished my fanfic called The Mad Hounds, I decided to move forward with Hell’s Archangel 4. It’s much more violent and more offensive than its predecessors, but cuts down on the sexual content. I don’t think I went too far with it. I will eventually go through with Hell’s Archangel 5, and it’s gonna be much more brutal than its predecessors. I stated that if someone were to read the Hell’s Archangel stories in chronological order, the reader would notice the deterioration of Layne Shadows’ mental state. On a side note, the second half of 2024 was when I commissioned Desperado Dave to draw the main characters of these stories. I think he did a fantastic job with each commission. If you want to know more about the backstories of the characters, I’ll leave links below:

Layne Shadows: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/57086653/
Arlandria Kilmister: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/57543457/
Joe Casto: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/58073642/
Tom Yamamoto: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/58612708/
Shirley Ferrante: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/58993707/

I’m proud of writing the Hell’s Archangel Saga, and I’m also proud of Desperado Dave for doing a fantastic job designing my characters. Some of whom look better than how I initially wanted them to look.

Recently on Twitter, Rhythm Bastard made a post calling out TERFs on their bullshit. I replied to him with my character Shirley Ferrante and said that she has a long track record of slaughtering transphobes in my stories, which is why I gave her the nickname of The Transphobe Slayer. However, some worthless fucking parasites thought it would be a good idea to bullshit me about this. One of them accused me of being misogynistic because I am against TERFs. Being against TERFs does NOT make me a misogynist. Obviously this piece of trailer trash is uneducated and transphobic. Yes, I am a bisexual Atheist who supports the rights of trans people. Yes, I paid Desperado Dave to draw Shirley. It's obvious that Rhythm Bastard knows that I'm all for the rights of trans people given the fact that he too supports the trans community and went the extra mile by making a song calling out TERFs on their bullshit. He actually gave my reply a like, which I thought was pretty cool. Dave also knows about my support for the rights of trans people. The reason why I decided that Shirley should be trans is to add more diversity to my roster of characters and that she has executed transphobes in extremely brutal ways in my Hell's Archangel stories. And yet, people like to get their panties in a bunch at the sight of a character who is canonically trans. Some dumbfuck on Twitter claims that having a trans hellhound who slaughters transphobes is corny, which is hypocritical since this shitbag has an anime profile picture. There's nothing wrong with having characters who are trans, even if the characters in question hunt transphobes on a regular basis. Most of the trans people I've interacted with in real life and on the internet are generally good people. The same can never be said about the transphobes, including TERFs. Transphobes are among the many enemies of the LGBT community, and that's a fact. I'm not getting rid of Shirley, but I am going to block anyone who talks shit about her and/or gives me shit for supporting the trans community. Trans rights are human rights, and every sane person knows that.

Some people might be wondering why some of my characters wear trench coats. The main reason why is because I think they look cool and because I like to pay homage to The Matrix films. This is a major contrast from this one guy whose fetish is characters dressed up like food. That same guy was called out by Desperado Dave because the guy included Octavia from Helluva Boss. Dave doesn’t have any issue with my characters wearing trench coats. I even told him that Octavia does wear black jeans, black combat boots, and a black trench coat in some of my Helluva Boss fanfics given the fact that I told him that I aged up Octavia to be 18 because of the dangerous stuff that she does in my fanfics including street racing and gunfights. When I told Dave about paying homage to The Matrix films, he did mention The Crow. He is aware that I don’t have a fetish for trench coats and thinks it’s fine that I think they look cool.

I deleted the LinkedIn apps on my devices because of how broken that site is. I tried posting a blog post on LinkedIn, but it wouldn’t display a preview. I’ve been planning on deleting my LinkedIn account for some time, but I’m not sure when or if I’ll do that. For now, the apps are deleted from my devices. I don’t know how the fuck LinkedIn is the most broken social media platform in existence. People always say that Facebook and Twitter are bad, but LinkedIn is a lot worse because it doesn’t work. To be fair, it’s not as shitty as Google+. At least Google+ had the decency to disappear. As for LinkedIn, I look forward to the day that site meets a similar fate.

My friends and family know that I don’t celebrate Valentines Day. I consider it to be the worst, most corporate, most over commercialized, and most overrated holiday in existence. Hell, I consider it to be one of the worst inventions in history. The reason why I don’t celebrate Valentines Day is not because of the commercialization, a failed relationship, or any bullshit like that. The true reason is because of a domestic violence incident that happened on February 14, 2006. Me and my brother were in our room watching tv. We started arguing about something, but I can’t remember what it was. Shortly after, my abuser came in while he was drunk off his ass. He yanked me from my desk and slammed me against my dresser, causing me to bleed all over my school folder. This incident is what caused me to stop celebrating Valentines Day. Before the assault, my mom gave me a sticker that was worth $10. After being assaulted, I tore the sticker up and threw it in the trash. Over the next several years, I came to hate Valentines Day more and more with all these scammers, conformists, and corporate pigs trying to shove that corporate bullshit down my throat. I don’t regret destroying/throwing away every Valentines Day card I ever received, and I’ll never buy any Valentines Day shit because of the trauma of domestic violence. I thought about preordering some of this year’s Helluva Boss Valentines Day shit, but I just couldn’t go through with it because of the trauma of being assaulted. I haven’t bought any of that stuff the previous years, and I’ll never get myself to buy any of it. I can’t celebrate Valentines Day, and I’ll never pay for a Valentines Day commission. Fuck that corporate conformist bullshit holiday into oblivion! 🖕🏻🤬

An artist known as Desperado Dave is in danger of losing his insurance. I'm including a link to his Kofi so you can help him out.

https://ko-fi.com/desperado_dave

Just as a reminder, I am on Bluesky. Be sure to follow me there if you have an account.
https://bsky.app/profile/michaelracer.bsky.social

I recently uploaded a video of my picks for the best albums of 2023.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gVKFTl8AqFM

I recently got the new Loona plush, and this is what I have to say about her.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JXr7newr-Tw

I just signed up for BlueSky. Feel free to follow me.
https://bsky.app/profile/michaelracer.bsky.social

Not everyone knows this, but my family has been in a downward spiral since August of 2022. I’m going to go over the events showing how my family has been in a downward spiral.

August 10, 2022: my mom dies because of stage 4 liver cancer.

Later in August 2022: my Great Aunt Joan suffers from a stroke and is diagnosed with terminal cancer.

October 2022: my grandparents’ cat dies and my grandpa (Tom Markferding) lashes out at my dad, destroying our relations with him.

December 30, 2022: we attempt to make amends with Tom.

January 25, 2023: my Great Aunt Joan dies.

March 2023: Tom betrays my brother on Facebook, only to try and fail to make amends with him.

Easter 2023: my family has a reunion in this toilet called Myrtle Beach. Thankfully I didn’t get to go to that 🚽

Late April 2023: I left the Facebook group called The Markferding Family due to the toxic behavior of Tom. Furthermore, my Aunt Chris only made things worse by blaming my dad.

May 17, 2023: I took my rage out on Tom by unfriending him on Facebook due to his bigotry and toxic behavior after having planned on unfriending him for some time.

To say that my family is fucked beyond belief would be an understatement. I’m never attending another family reunion due to my resentment towards the Markferdings, especially since Tom and my Uncle Jim are white supremacists. It only gets worse when you find out that Tom has a long track record of gaslighting his wife into taking his side. Sooner or later, I’m just gonna cut my ties with every last person in that toxic ass dumpster fire known as the Markferding Family ☣️

Last night I had a dream about a Helluva Boss episode that doesn’t exist in real life. The episode focused on Loona aged 60 while speaking to a therapist. Loona didn’t look too disheveled for her age. She was wearing a black leather jacket and black jeans in addition to being bare pawed. She also had her hair in a ponytail. When the therapist showed her footage from her past, she started to tear up. I think this would be an interesting concept for a future episode. If not, I could always commission an artist to draw 60 year old Loona in therapy.