im on my last year of college now and chpt 5 is coming out in less than 2 weeks. the unfinished game is literally growing older with me and its gonna continue to do so until the last chapter
We've long moved on. Everytime i open discord, I'm greeted with their old dms, a graveyard to what once was. I get saddened by them as I often check their old dm's, reminiscing about our time together. I miss how easy it was. Nowadays, i don't have any real friends really. (5/5)
I remember how easy it was to make online friends 5-6 years ago. I used to play on this cracked minecraft server and there were these two creative subservers. I played in the 2nd one the most. I remember my routine of just going to a random plot and chat. (1/5)
I just yapped and yapped, being myself, not feeling insecure. Looking back, there were a few messages that were desperate, but luckily the other party didnt seem to mind. (4/5)