#bitchthoughts

That being said I cannot play this game, my empathy goes haywire and the moment I hear that little guy complain or god forbid see a tooltip that he’s even lightly depressed I break down sobbing

This is a good game, I cannot play it though.

And by shenanigans I mean,,,, heheh let’s just say,,,,

I want it so damn bad

Switching gears to reading some of wellness check, and yeah seems like a running theme that in each of these stories I will probably always cry during the scenes where “character who is too impossibly wound up right with their ow bullshit writhes and chafes against what they want because they’re convinced they can’t/shouldn’t have it” curse my empathy, and curse my repression

I oughta stop talking and thinking so much big things so often, learn to stop worrying and love the lettuce

I love my wondrous transgender life,, I hope I get to do this forever and ever every day, and should there be a next time round too, I hope I get to do it all again