When I Say "bisexual," I Mean Vampire-coded And Werewolf-coded.

When I say "bisexual," I mean vampire-coded and werewolf-coded.

Sometimes I forget cis men exist because I’ll see a shirtless man without boobs and be like “where are your scars, homie??”

I hope my partner doesn’t break up with me anytime soon (for several reasons) but one of them is that my rebound would probably involve a lot of thirst-posting about Stanley Pines and idk if that’s something I’d be able to recover from.

I need to proceed with my university work, but instead, I made a tumblr account to hit my friends with a pawprint. God help me.

"I'll watch some old Decked Out videos while I work on ArtFight!"

Gang, this was a mistake, any sense of focus I had on these attacks is gone, it's just me, Etho, and half a billion Wardens.

This game is legitimately soooo well done. Wishing I had gotten into it ages ago, and grateful that I didn't find it prior to my final exams.