bloomic server breeds creativity
sitting patiently. criss-cross apple sauce
i just started ok come back in 2 hours. ok i like it i love it i want some more of it
i THOUGHT i was a patient person.. but this game got me checking for an update every time it pops into my head. and that is multiple times a day. got me asking the universe for signs and metaphorical notifications. got me making playlists. got me looking on TUMBLR for shit. damn. anyway. june call me when u see this
women have minds and souls as well as just hearts, and they've got ambition and talent as well as just beauty. and i'm sick of people saying that love is all a woman is fit for. i'm so sick of it! but – i'm so lonely!
this game completely ripped out my heart (arteries included) and threw it on the ground. then proceeded to stomp on it repeatedly until indistinguishable from its previous state. called 911 but there was nothing they could do at that moment so i just went home. this game is now wanted in all 50 states and most us territories. i don't think i can even think about it without crying for another six months but that will give me time to save money for the dlcs so we can do this all over again. thank you devs
UPDATE: did i say six months? girl it's been TWO DAYS nd i already bought the dlc.. i could have like. died tomorrow. anyway im preemptively contacting the authorities for a wellness check in a few days to make sure i am alive
i am not even close to being close to prepared for what this game might do to me if it is anything like the other that shall not be named (im in the witness protection program) that is in this collection. im both intrigued and terrified. hopefully by the time my heart transplant arrives this will be completed so i can destroy months of progress and dbt therapy in one night.
oliver call me when u see this.. actually anyone call me when u see this
