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Hello one and all, adversaries and lovers and adversarial lovers. So... Shit. I just finished a fantastic fucking VN (visual novel for all you boring people out there) thats just. Emotionally gonna stay with me for a very long time, but its also kind of porn so I can't tell any of my friends about it. Friend. I have one friend, kind of. Technically.

Fuck you, we're not talking about me and my pathetic social life today; We're talking about Doomsday Dreamgirl, a game by Nadia Nova that found a crack in this rotten thing I call my soul. You can find it on Itch.io for free. Ill put a link at the end of this entry. Its about two girls at the end of the world, locked away together. The windows are boarded, the doors are locked, and there is nothing that matters outside where these two lay. Its..

There is a quote, one I heard years and years ago which just cant forget. "If the world was ending, you'd come over- right?"

I cant, quite.. . ... . .. . . explain, what it is about those 9 little words that affected me so deeply. It would be nice- wouldn't it? to have someone who chooses to spend the end of everything with you?

. ... . . ... . .. ... . . .. . . .. .

It would be so nice.

Also it has girlcock so thats another reason to play it. Just saying. More emotionally impactful than hot for me but I dont know what you freaks are into. Well I'm also a freak, I just relate to this too much to be horny about it.

Anyways, They're together until the end of.. everything. Pandora- the player character- picks Addie up outside a gas station the last time she planned to leave her house. Just random chance really- they couldve just gone their own ways and spent the end alone. Pandora blocks off the world, blocking windows and breaking phones, anything to avoid knowing whats happening outside. Addie sits and watches her phone, counts the minutes. Addie... she just like me. She just like me fr. She really just. God, okay. So. I mean I dont want to just recount the whole damn thing- play it for yourself, yk- But how she needs Pandora. How close she wants to be to her. If I felt as strongly as I used to I'd probably be juuust like her. Not a great sign, but fuckin a who cares. She me, I her, we fucked up n nobody cares.

Instead of actually talking about it I went on a weird personal rant and felt the call of the void come back a little so I'm gonna make another entry once I've actually collected my thoughts a little. Link to the itch.io page is below along with the music I'm listening to. Have a good night ladies and gentlemen. I'll see ya when I see ya.

https://nadianova.itch.io/doomsday-dreamgirl - https://planningforburial.bandcamp.com/track/dull-knife-pt-ii-2

So. Im here, very tired, figured out the buttons. these things. I'll make them look all good or whatever later. Should prob add a window height and scroll bar but whatever thats 'for later' shit. I need to make the navbar work on the homepage too.... whatever, who cares. Im tired and my carp tube is working overtime. Carpal tunnel, jesus. I need. ... . ... . . .. . a nap. or a gun. or a nun. maybe all 3. Cant sleep though- bit worried about America the great deciding to kill me in the next couple years. fuck trump btw, this is a hell country. Too busy trying to keep my shitty spider infested apt, now I need to worry about the world and. yeah. nightmare. may as oh shit just ctrl+a/backspaced and deleted everything. thank god for ctrl z. ugh, anyways. May as well build a website and try to have a little fun while the world is starting to burn even hotter than it used to be.

Now, this is my blog. 1/17/2025 or whatever. i guess. So fucking drunk right now be- Hello, its me. From the future. This has been removed because I do know shame and I will never escape the cycle of dharma or whatever. Bye.