i mainly talk to the voices in my head, the rats in my room, and the odd creatures in my basement. also i have a handful of friends (freaks) who are orchestrating faker's downfall and uniting against peanut. we should bring back prohibition and get him to change his slutty alcoholic ways. sometimes i chat with chovy on his alt account (fun fact: he ships fakenut too!). ok fr tho i just bounce off the walls in my head and hide in a cave and talk about my ships and write. its unwell. im unwell. thank u.