the kennel is home

hii hii!! my name is rina or riri! just your local leash-puller puppgirl (=´ᆺ｀=) welcome to my kennel on the internet! :3
this is where i yap about things that taste like strawberry treats and the things you probably don't care about. or you do.. since you're here? idk!

i kept thinking about the old internet... everything is now so sterile and responsive, looking like a glorified tablet app. but oh well, not here!! this site is built for desktops and messy thoughts. if it looks broken on your phone, then maybe this isn't for you. i will not and i don't have to follow "best practices". this is not a commercial entity. so that shit doesn't apply to me.

please keep in mind: this is a personal space by an adult, for an adult audience. while there are unlikely to be any explicit content, there will be profanity. lots of bloody motherfucking profanity. you probably wouldn't want to show this to your child, or your grandma. or do, i am not your mother. but don't say you weren't warned.

i wanted to make a space that feels like a room; a place that is messy, yet a place where i can just yap about dreams, memories, and random nonsense without feeling like the algorithm's watching me, and silently judging. i've always thought there is something special about having a website, a place you can call truly yours. a place where you can do literally anything. when you have your own place, you're literally unstoppable.

in a world full of sleek portfolios and "professional online presences", i just wanted to be the complete opposite. i wanted a space to be me. this is the anti-brand. the anti-polish. it's where i talk about dumb stuff it's like a diary,
except you're allowed to read it. ૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა

diary, here, in place of a "blog", because diary feels more personal!! anyway, feel free to drop a note in the guestbook