You can call me B. He/him. Late 20's.
This is my vent blog.
I do enjoy trying to give words of encouragement or advice, unsolicited or otherwise. I understand the heartthrob of pain, hard #relatable. Don't be afraid to ask me for the same- affirmation wise.
Please excuse the sprinkle of interests that I post, I can't help but share. It's impulsive. But whatever, it's my blog, eat me. Stay or don't.
I've also experienced a new thing online where I get overwhelmed easily, call me a little bitch boy, but I still want to be here to learn and enjoy what everyone has to say. I used to be a shitposter here when I was just a young'un, back in the good ol' days, so:
Please feel free to ask questions or correct me if I am wrong. Or just straight up tell me if I'm being insensitive.
It's a new world out there, dawn of new eras and shit. I have been sheltering myself and that isn't healthy. Gotta start somewhere.
Be kind to people.
Everyone is in pain.


















