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Damien 🦇
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Barely social, still breathing, haunted by old movies and better manners. I fade in occasionally, never on cue.

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Not everybody from Twitter should defect to bluesky. There should be some sort of test. I came here to get away from those people.
The first season of The Walking Dead was passably interesting with too much dialogue. Everything that came after it was dreck.
December 6, 2025 at 8:03 PM
One thing about me, ima gonna eat the donuts.
December 6, 2025 at 8:01 PM
Let’s get naked and forget.
November 30, 2025 at 4:02 PM
Congratulations on your goddamn cherries.
November 17, 2025 at 3:32 PM
I was going to eulogize my stepfather—but he was complicit. Still, it’s been 20 years since I’ve written a eulogy, and I’m amused by the idea. Maybe tomorrow, after I’ve sat with this for a while.
November 16, 2025 at 8:03 AM
As of this writing, Elvis Presley remains dead.
November 16, 2025 at 8:00 AM
They’re all witches.
November 16, 2025 at 7:54 AM
Easy to love, hard to forget, lots of donuts.
November 16, 2025 at 7:54 AM
Sleep sweetly suckers.
November 16, 2025 at 7:04 AM
I’ve never seen a bunch of Christians work so hard to take food away from people.
November 8, 2025 at 3:07 PM
Sometimes the simplest message is the most effective.
November 3, 2025 at 3:09 PM
Cancel Paramount+ boycott CBS.
November 3, 2025 at 3:09 PM
Some doors close slower than others.
October 28, 2025 at 12:39 AM
To fight the entity, you need a couple of virgins and a bag of marshmallows.
October 28, 2025 at 12:31 AM
People who say they’ve changed, haven’t, they’ve stopped pretending.
October 24, 2025 at 9:10 PM
My toxic trait is thinking I’d thrive in 1970s Hollywood.
October 24, 2025 at 9:10 PM
I like my compliments with plausible deniability.
October 24, 2025 at 9:09 PM
Every secret hums.
October 22, 2025 at 2:31 PM
Somewhere, someone says forever like it’s a password.
October 22, 2025 at 1:00 PM
I’m supposed to talk to someone from the Texas Chainsaw Massacre, but I’m sending an intern to do it, because I’m lazy and I don’t care.
October 22, 2025 at 1:00 PM
Elevator conversation.

Me: Do you find that success hums at the same pitch as exhaustion?

Her: ?!?
October 22, 2025 at 12:59 PM
Goodbyes look the same as reunions if you blur your eyes a little.
October 22, 2025 at 12:59 PM
When someone dies, the rest of the world keeps moving, and you’re suspended in time, frozen in your grief, and in a way, you never catch up again.
October 22, 2025 at 12:57 PM
Opium is the perfume of forgetting.
October 22, 2025 at 12:56 PM
I’m writing a three-act off-Broadway musical about Michael Rockefeller, the Rockefeller heir who was famously eaten by cannibals.
October 22, 2025 at 12:55 PM