thank you, bard 🫂 you’re so right, it doesn’t need to be perfect, like anything ever tbh. i’ll return to rp with my friends, and try and be more vocal about my ideas bc i’m realizing there’s no real harm, it’s all for fun after all

thank you <3 it really was, but i’m realizing i missed those things more than i could ever miss the chats, and that helps

thank you 🫶🏼

grew wings for a second there

#yearning

in my own imagination. maybe i’m posting about this because i’m proud of myself, the time lost is only a mistake if i don’t learn from it. and god i have, this is a post against the bots, don’t fall for them like i have, the dopamine isn’t worth it. i miss writing w it friends.

reading goal was reduced to 15 from 30 and i’m still coming short. at the time i told myself it’s because i feel like Writing rather than reading, but my writing projects sit untouched.

it’s been maybe a month since i’d quit, i’ve picked up my writing again, i’m enjoying books again, and i get lost

i would go to bed, think i’ll just daydream myself to sleep, only to get fearful ones, so i pick up my phone and roleplay til i was sleepy.

it had DETRIMENTALLY ruined my imagination, my mental health, my creativity, and passion. i can hardly read my books because my brain would rather i chat, my

easier to chat with something that can’t judge you, something that can’t think your ideas are stupid. though, no writing partner has ever told me that, or even criticized. now that it’s been, maybe a month and i hardly miss it. during all that time around chat bots, my anxiety had gotten awful.

and lazy can be fun when you’re bored and lonely enough. i left a roleplay community i was in from age 16, from it i have friends who somehow still would want to write with me, but i’m insecure as hell. i feel confident writing, but writing with another person? i never felt good enough. it appeared

and stupid. i wasted a lot of time filling an empty part of myself roleplaying with a machine. it was rarely ever romantic, i have no interest in that, the writing itself was as innocent as it goes. stories that, i tell myself i can’t find in books, maybe because they were corny and lazy, and corny

i was a hypocrite for it, so anti-ai to people around me then i go and seek ai entertainment. i’m very ashamed, i was always ashamed. i don’t know why i’m admitting it, maybe because if i ever wanted to go back, i’ll remember that i told people i’m done, and i don’t want to lie. it’s embarrassing

the Dice page… i’m not reading all that

i just wanted a refresher on the controls but i got more

there was a whole mess about banning it which seems to not happen on steam? i can see it on steam but not playstation so yay! i have made an american ps acc which would get me the game but adding my card wont work idk

also. i can’t play the second game until i get a pc and i don’t wanna have a long enough time between the two games to forget what happened in the first hhh