the second best feeling in the whole world is when a girl runs her fingers through your hair. the best feeling is definitely besting a foe in a test of swordsmanship. he was careless, a lunge too far, an opening for my blade. you were formidable but never stood a chance
I miss you too, Elmo. It’s just… I’m not a little boy anymore. I’ve been beaten down and molded into a slave for the capitalist machine. I’m not trying to make excuses. This was a wake up call. I need to reassess my priorities and make time for those who care for me. I’m sorry.