I survive the political bullshit, monster hordes, and the freezing cold with aesthetic. Every now and then there is an oasis of beauty, and if you drink enough wine you can overlook the giants stomping all over it.
I never let the rot get in the way of fun though.
If you stopped giving me shit about my shit I would think something's gone wrong with our association. It's the reason I adore you so.
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I never let the rot get in the way of fun though.
If you stopped giving me shit about my shit I would think something's gone wrong with our association. It's the reason I adore you so.