Update on my last post:

I'm happy with the certain skills I have cultivate over the years; I just wish I could've work on drawing because I thought of the funniest thing to ever to my best friend: sending her muliple fan art of Sephiroth x goofy ship art.

As someone who only have blue sky, Tumblr, and reddit as social media and don't often looked at her replies. It's funny to look at my neglected inbox where apparently I missed someone replying with a whole ass paragraph on my post five months ago.

Moving out is stress less because the work to pack but more the fear of not being instantly comfortable .

I forgot that in order to have any discussion about anything, you must be prepared for people who will argue past you as if you don't know what words means.

Never underestimate people's ability on the internet to try to guilt trip you into not doing something by acting like they were hyper supportive fans of yours and just can't watch you go down that path.

And you look on their blog and it was made three days ago.

Nothing buries my soul than hearing my father get insecure over something.

Sometimes, I want to drop the meanest reddit post in this one subreddit about people's overly consume this one particular genre being the reason they are bitching this loudly about it.