I dusted out this blog looking for a specific post and got blinded by a wave of pure nostalgia and melancholy. It still feels like I created this account a couple days back when it's already half a decade, I still think of the people I met here even we don't talk anymore. The pandemic got me so down that this blog was literally the only thread keeping me linked to this world, giggling at my own bad jokes and posts I made at 3 am after days that felt the same for weeks turning into months.
I will always love DMC and my forever platonic husband Vergil, even if I'm in a complete different place in life. This blog, as dumb as it is, is a piece of myself I will always cherish. I still look through the comments of people sharing my nonsensical posts and have a laugh to the things they had to add to these never ending conversations. It sometimes feels like one of the most important things I have done in all my life and I don't care if that's pathetic, I'm really proud of this small space I created with my own hands and my tweaking thoughts.
Love you forever, whomever might read this.














