Sorry, Abigail
thoughts on The Quarry, and happy horror memories
thoughts on The Quarry, and happy horror memories
the loneliness of the small hours
music
on growing up
music
What feels like a hundred years ago, I made this statement: What was I thinking, straightjacketing myself in this way? Since that fateful morning, I've reverted back to my teenage insomnia, having dozens of sleepless nights. Just night after night of no sleep. I am that thing I
gaming
on zoning out
gaming
On comforting memories
pokemon
'The slowness is a feature, not a bug.'
on expectations and entitlement
on revisiting Habbo Hotel
gaming
the goal of this game is to find the truth.
life
where do we go from here?
gaming
I might be a mess, but at least I'm not as bad as Kyle Hyde