⠄⠄⠄⡠⢄⣒⣠⣤⣔⣒⠠⢀⠄⢀⠠⠐⠂⠉⠉⠁⠄⣒⡀⢄⠄⠄⠄
⠄⡠⣪⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣶⣕⠁⠄⣀⣤⣤⣄⡀⠄⠈⢻⣷⣌⢂⠄
⠰⣰⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠃⢀⣼⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣆⠄⠄⢿⣿⣧⢂
⡇⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⠃⢠⠞⠉⠁⣰⡟⠉⣿⣿⠄⠄⢸⣿⣿⢸
⢃⠻⠛⠛⢉⠡⠄⠁⠄⠄⠄⠄⠸⣷⣶⡾⠿⣇⠄⠘⣿⠄⠄⣾⣿⡿⠸
⠈⢄⠄⠄⠕⠂⠄⠨⠅⠄⠄⠄⠄⢸⡿⠶⢶⣿⣿⡾⠋⠄⠄⠈⠙⠣⠃
⠄⠈⠢⡀⠄⠄⠉⠄⠐⠂⠄⠄⡄⡿⠄⠄⢨⣿⠏⢠⠄⠄⠄⠄⠔⠁⠄
⠄⠄⠄⠈⠢⡀⠄⠄⠄⢀⡀⠄⡇⡄⠄⢠⠞⠁⡰⠁⠄⢀⠔⠁⠄⠄⠄
⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠈⠐⢄⠈⢿⣯⢆⠇⠁⢀⠂⢀⡞⠄⡠⠐⠁⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄
⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠑⢌⢻⣯⠄⠉⠁⠄⠜⡠⠊⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄
⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠣⡹⣯⣆⠄⡠⠊⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄
⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠪⣛⠧⠑⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀想你　　　　 想你　　 想你　　　 想你　想你 想你想.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀想你　　　想你　想你　 想你　　 想你　 想你.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀想你　　 想你　　 想你　想你　 想你　　想你 想你想.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀想你　　 想你　　 想你　 想你 想你 　　 想你.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀想你　　　想你　 想你　　想你想 　　　 想你.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀想你想见你 想你想你　　　 想你　　　　 想你 想你想.

tinfoil hat gang day 26:i made my first tinfoil hat on a rainy evening, convinced it would shield me from neighbour's new Asus ROG Octopus 7 Gaming Router and its mind control beams. as i settled in to watch my favorite paranormal platform "youtube", a mysterious call came through, warning me to “take it off.” ignoring the advice, i suddenly found myself speaking in fluent bing-bong, while my cat stared at me like i completely lost my mind. the next day, i became the town’s peculiar celebrity, forever known as the mf talking to the microwave, all thanks to my shiny headgear.

tinfoil hat gang day 25: as I stood shivering in the thick fog that had suddenly enveloped my village, i could hear my name being whispered from the depths of the darkness, drawing me closer with an eerie allure. curiosity fought against my instincts, and before I knew it, i found myself at the ancient oak tree, its gnarled roots twisting unnaturally as if they had a life of their own. there, embedded in the bark, was a mirror that reflected not my face but a grotesque version of myself; the hollow eyes and sinister grin sent chills down my spine as it beckoned me with a chilling promise of power. I hesitated for just a moment, but the ghostly whispers grew deafening, and as my fingers grazed the shattered edges, the world around me erupted into chaos, and i was pulled into a nightmare, wasabi filled french toasts were raining during that night, and of them fell on my face, burning it

⡷⢀⣠⣤⣤⡙⢷⢝⣢⣧⣭⣴⢫⣬⡆⣿⣿⡟⣼⣿⣿⢟⢵⣿⡿⣡
⢰⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⢸⠰⣬⣛⣛⣭⣴⣶⣶⣦⣭⣥⣬⣀⠌⣬⣦⢉⣼⡿
⣌⡻⠿⠟⣛⢡⡾⢃⣰⣿⣿⡿⢫⣽⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣷⣌⠃⣼⢏⣄
⣿⣿⢸⣿⣿⢂⠴⣿⣿⣿⡿⢡⣿⣿⢃⢹⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣷⡀⣾⣿
⣿⣿⢸⡿⢡⢎⣾⣿⣿⡿⢀⣿⣿⡏⡜⡈⣿⣿⣿⢻⣿⡎⣿⣷⢹⣿
⣿⣿⡄⠀⠎⣾⢣⣿⡿⡀⢸⢿⣿⠀⣰⣧⢹⣿⣿⡆⣿⣧⢹⣿⡇⢻
⣿⣿⡇⢰⢸⢏⣾⢟⣤⣙⠸⢸⣿⢰⢡⡶⣠⢻⣿⣧⢻⣿⢸⣿⣿
⣿⣧⢰⠀⠞⢈⣥⠈⢻⣿⡆⠘⣿⣼⣿⣿⣿⣷⡹⢿⠈⡿⠈⣿⡏
⣿⢁⣿⢸⡞⣸⠿⠃⢀⣽⣿⣿⣮⣿⡟⠋⢉⣀⣽⣷⣶⠇⢰⣿⢧⠀
⣿⣦⡙⡿⢡⣿⣶⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣆⠈⠻⣿⣿⣿⠀⣾⡟⣸⡇
⣿⣿⢇⣇⠸⣿⣿⣿⡏⠩⠭⠭⣒⣈⢻⣿⣿⣾⣿⣿⢇⡾⠋⢰⣿⣇
⣿⣿⢸⢻⡄⠙⠻⣿⣧⠺⣿⣿⣿⡿⢸⣿⣿⣿⣯⣥⣭⣶⣿⠀⢻⣿

my tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I

got out of bed at all

the morning rain clouds up my window

and I can't see at all

and even if I could it'd all be grey

but your picture on my wall

it reminds me that it's not so bad it's not so bad