Rose Lalonde
@puppetRose
...if I lost touch with reality, would you guide me back home;
Counting my lucky stars that I was born to love women so, so much.
It is a beautiful thing
Lovecraftian literature, despite the explicit racial undercurrents that merits deserved criticism, has such an incredible grandeur with the unknown and entities beyond that continues to captivate the imagination even to this day with some of my favorite stories. Eldritch entities, beyond the stars, boundless and beyond comprehension... I really wish they were real.
maybe you should just settle with the flying spaghetti monster
i dont know, rose. sometimes i get the feeling we are being watched by... something, but, i can never put my finger on it.
I lost track. Which one of us brought the cake?
I do suppose it is my turn for an introduction, then. Rose Lalonde; same age as my peers, 23. We never had the opportunity to play the game in our world as it simply never existed. Given there was no cessation or change of the world around us, we simply continued our lives in the typical meanderings of adolescent growth everyone else has grown accustomed too. Our chicanery within the shared living situation we're in shows no end nor limit. Envision the world's most corny sitcom comedy imaginable, and quadruple it in every groan-worthy way. Yet, I would never trade this life away for anything else. I love my friends, and I'm happy where I'm at. I live peacefully with my books; reading, writing, and getting a Literature Degree.
so satisfied where youre at in life; no wonder you call it complacency of the learned yeah, like you too, whatever
i think were set on our affection quota for the month we'll have to adjust that for Q3
I am. I was going to get my English one, but something inside me yanked away from it for some reason. I can still minor in it, however.
Quite interesting; I'm writing one right now, called Complacency of the Learned.