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Couch co-op or online?
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I enjoy couch co-op but I really only get to do online Co-op :(
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Item: The Couch Rarity: ⏶ Common
Couch co-op or online?
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I enjoy couch co-op but I really only get to do online Co-op :(
Item: The Great Mole Rarity: ✦ Uncommon
Best video game underground level?
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I like the underground levels in Kirby Mass attack I find it fun trying to fling the Kirbies free
Clawing through writer's block to put out chapter 3 of this damn doomed toxic yuri🙏
Just gonna plug it here if you're interested:
https://archiveofourown.org/works/82357606/chapters/216766631
I LOVE this fanfic so much I can't wait for the next chapter
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What was your first video game?
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Minecraft !!!!! :p
Item: A Fork In The Road Rarity: ✶ Rare
What video game decision still haunts you?
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I killed Matt in my first Until Dawn Playthrough :(
I ache and feel an endless loneliness in my soul. Maybe it's my mind or body, or both. It won't last forever, but it's here now, and I don't know when that presence of emptiness will go away. I still feel, and I ache, but I function. I'm fine compared to how things have been in the past.
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Why am I bad at being human
I need one day where I am in a lonely quiet space, with colorful Christmas lights, and I only do creative and self care related stuff.
Why is it actually draining to be a closeted nonbinary person. I'm not publicly out, but at first, people assume I'm a boy, then ask if I'm a girl. And I either have to ignore them or say I'm a girl. I live in Southern America, and it's not safe to be who I am, and I love my family. I also love myself, and it's damaging not to be me.
As an INFP, I feel like I was born to understand everyone and be misunderstood by everyone else. I mean, just thinking about me and my sisters relationship, and she always tries to be understanding except when it comes to me. I'm somehow human enough to be trialed and punished for my mistakes, not human enough to be given mercy or understanding for my mistakes. (I also might just be undiagnosed with something, YAY for being broke in America)
Excepted Stillness
I'm an object at rest.
I don't go up, I don't go down. I just stay there and watch everything pass.
I know the transparency of me, people look pass and through me. As if I'm leaves on a tree, as if I'm glass in a window.
I'm where I'm meant to be.
People pass my peripheral, and I accept they were made to move. And I keep composed.
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I just 'I saw the TV Glow' I've always said I'll wait until and move away to be Cash, to be me and I'll visit and pretend for my family but If I don't be bold be myself now will I ever be?
i got gay daddy too 😂
Nugget Hater
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No matter how much you hide your shadow always reflects the person inside.
i made this late at night randomly