q log #130: Sorry mate, Mastercard said i can’t sell you Puyo Puyo Tetris because of the suggestive themes. Also your game about finding a cat in the alps has been delisted for pornography (visible asexual flag in The Witch’s cabin)
q log #128: I was rereading some of the stuff I wrote the other night, and its clear where I started to drift off to sleep from the increase in typos and fewer complete sentences. You can tell I'm rushing to finish jotting down my inspiration before I fall asleep on the keyboard.
q log 127: what is love? What is a romance? What is it like to crush on someone, to have butterflies every time you think of them? Why cant i feel these feelings, and not for lack of trying? If pressed on who i like, I panic and name random objects. I want relationships and to be wanted, but I can't ever get the spark to ignite within myself. Is there something wrong with me?
q log #125: I am the guy from the warning signs. Yeah, all of em. I experienced every single one of them, from being cut, to grinded, to electrocuted. and if you must know, I enjoyed all of it. Deeply.
q log #122: I give up. Can't be passionate about things anymore, i get called overly sensitive for noticing an injustice, I can't even say "dont be a jerkwad" without people complaining its their right to be a dick and im spoiling their fun.
q log #116: I think the big reason I hate the R slur obsession, beyond my actual reasoning, is that you can tell people who say it kick their feet and giggle a little out of pride from saying a bad word. Its really childish.
They think it’s a magic “win the argument” card. Like all they have to do is say it, and they win!
q log 115: angel molting seasons. Their feathers are like soft glass: you can rake them into piles and tumble in, and watch the world from a sea of lenses
q log #114: I dont know how to explain to you that you should care about other people. At this point its not merely a political disagreement, but a fundamental divide on what it means to live in a society.