I confess that I might be turning into an old fart. I have lost patience with competitive games and prefer to play games that are more stimulating for my mind. I find competitive games to be chasing your tail and running around in circles with no real progression. Why get skilled at something that doesn't mean anything when you could be bettering yourself in other ways? The toxic communities make it hard to enjoy the game and it might even be making me a worse person instead of better. Sure you can convince yourself you are above it all, but when you surround yourself with all of it for multiple hours a day its hard to not let it become a part of you and how you interact with the world.
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I confess that I might be turning into an old fart. I have lost patience with competitive games and prefer to play games that are more stimulating for my mind. I find competitive games to be chasing your tail and running around in circles with no real progression. Why get skilled at something that doesn't mean anything when you could be bettering yourself in other ways? The toxic communities make it hard to enjoy the game and it might even be making me a worse person instead of better. Sure you can convince yourself you are above it all, but when you surround yourself with all of it for multiple hours a day its hard to not let it become a part of you and how you interact with the world.
I've heard of your declining health only in hushed conversations.
Today I've been told of your passing. And although I'd resigned myself to the inevitability of it, the tears still came...
The last time I saw you I didn't know it would be the last. But I'm grateful to have only known you while you were in high spirits, all the way to the end...
When I see you tomorrow, I hope that I can leave remembering all the great that you've done, and all the kindness you've shown me and our family...
You're in a better place. You're no longer in pain. I have to keep telling myself that.
Today I've been told of your passing. And although I'd resigned myself to the inevitability of it, the tears still came...
The last time I saw you I didn't know it would be the last. But I'm grateful to have only known you while you were in high spirits, all the way to the end...
When I see you tomorrow, I hope that I can leave remembering all the great that you've done, and all the kindness you've shown me and our family...
You're in a better place. You're no longer in pain. I have to keep telling myself that.
I care less and less about things every day. Despite being in a constant state of stress, it's like all of it just comes out physically now. My body is falling apart, but my mind is going numb. I'm so overwhelmed, I'm looking to anything, anything at all for an escape or a change of pace...
Fartsy Says:
I wish I never existed. Because now I fear the day I stop existing.
Inseparable from my heart, the scent of a bitter lemon
Until the rain stops falling, I can't return;
Like one half of a fruit sliced in two,
Even now, you are my light...
Until the rain stops falling, I can't return;
Like one half of a fruit sliced in two,
Even now, you are my light...
"I like talking to you" well, do you really though? because I always seem to be the one to initiate any conversation... so... let's see what happens if I stop initiating the conversation for a while.
*month goes by without them saying anything to me*
yeah, see, that's what I thought. You don't actually seem to want to talk to me.
whatever. :/
*month goes by without them saying anything to me*
yeah, see, that's what I thought. You don't actually seem to want to talk to me.
whatever. :/
Knowing that no one will ever care about me as much as I care about myself just makes me care about myself less.
Uncledaddy's storage mule.
Lately I find myself wishing she had taken it with her.
Instead of leaving it, foolishly fluttering away in my chest.
Instead of leaving it, foolishly fluttering away in my chest.
[x]
pls don't
I secretly get butthurt every time I see my coworkers driving off together at the end of the night. Nobody ever invites me. :^(
AKA Count Trashula
I'm so worn out... Just from sorting through paper to throw away that isn't even mine...
But gotta tidy room....family bugging me....
Sometimes I want an animal who I take of and takes care of me and letting me hug them softly and are with me everywhere but..that's unfair on the animal I guess...
Maybe I should just take a plushie everywhere...
Oh no, wait, I'm an adult now, can't be caught doing what kids would... Hnng.... Fluffy animals are just really calming.
Till they claw you I guess.
Guess cats won't like me....
But gotta tidy room....family bugging me....
Sometimes I want an animal who I take of and takes care of me and letting me hug them softly and are with me everywhere but..that's unfair on the animal I guess...
Maybe I should just take a plushie everywhere...
Oh no, wait, I'm an adult now, can't be caught doing what kids would... Hnng.... Fluffy animals are just really calming.
Till they claw you I guess.
Guess cats won't like me....
Sometimes, the words that are left unsaid are the loudest.
And the most painful.
But also the most beautiful.
And the most painful.
But also the most beautiful.
Oh my love, I know you are my candyman
And oh my love, let us fly to bounty land~~
Közi (“Kouji.”)
He/him
does anyone even care about me aside from my sense of humor?
i'm just a constant joke machine. a sidekick.
i keep trying to laugh but it's just not funny anymore.
i'm just a constant joke machine. a sidekick.
i keep trying to laugh but it's just not funny anymore.
Pʟᴇᴀꜱᴇ @ ᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ɢᴇᴛ ᴀ ʀᴇꜱᴘᴏɴꜱᴇ.
im just gonna say it
i dont care that u broke ur elbow
i'm a rascally rabbit
rap game bugs bunny
horsey facey
rap game bugs bunny
horsey facey
i am unsure of what to say... :viosad: it seems like a bad thing to do
maybe i am just being too focused on the past? i do not know much about this
maybe i am just being too focused on the past? i do not know much about this
I'm too tired to even edit out the "spoiler title" bit when i click the button honestly...
Anyway...
Eh..
I mean I guess so.
Not sure why I feel so worn out and anxious about stupid things.
I need to sort out my life so my mum stops nagging me every day...
Anyway...
Eh..
I mean I guess so.
Not sure why I feel so worn out and anxious about stupid things.
I need to sort out my life so my mum stops nagging me every day...
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Having you as a Voltie would be awesome.