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❛ — the day has passed ( the night has come. ) gamer and writer. entirely normal re: final fantasy xv and occasionally other titles.
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feels like a good omen to walk into work and not be met with country music, but one of my favorite pop evil tracks instead.

still one of my favorite outdoor exhibits to have visited.

my family doing easter a month early (today) is going to put my sense of time further out of perception.

talk about a close call.

i had forgotten this stunning scene at the foot of mt. gagazet with all of the ronso singing the hymn for yuna. guess i'll just die inside.

i really should get back on board with HSR. i've grown really lax to log in to any of my mobile games except pogo.

this is highway robbery.

how long can i procrastinate working on sunday.

the only reason some protein bars are effective is because you no longer wish to put anything else into your mouth after eating one.

contemplating whether or not it's worth an hour's drive to pick up my playstation for an evening's worth of entertainment.

all the while with my fingers crossed that i can do women the justice they deserve.

sometimes i compare my muses as though standing side by side. two men dressed to the nines in black and leather ... then there's rydia.

i've come to the segment of my evening where i entertain choices that sound good, but are anything but.

maybe my dark mood is just the product of "one of those days" and it's affecting how i view everything at the moment. i should stop being concerned with it and just sleep it off.

Moon 🌕

the real end game.

the further i get into this x replay, the more i realize that tidus is the "i'm just a girl" meme but he's just a guy.

coffee doesn't fix me, but it certainly tries. valuable morning routine fulfillment goes a long way.

2B #NieR

spending so much time rendering an image that i feel like i need to create its own "safe layer" in case i mess up the image quality on down the editing line.

When did we become so small and so apologetic? Why do we apologize for our humanity? Love what you love, and make no apologies.

haven't had my coffee yet and left my glasses behind. add all of that to my tuesday existential dread.

should be a law against having headlights so bright that i can see into my own future.

that's one thing about the dissidia portrayals of squall that i've always felt compelled to distinctly define and separate—they really take his complexities from original viii and compress him into this very narrow character subsisting on a summary of two traits: lions (pride) and going it alone.