Does anyone else feel a brief, gutting despair when they pass a dead animal on the road? That quiet "no" at the wrongness of it, a road cutting through their path and ending their lives. And you just hope you never hit one, because you are not sure you could live with it.
My life is so boring af, and the only thing that makes it more enjoyable is the gay media i consume, I get to feel different emotions and have different experiences through them and it's ao important to me, what am I without my yaoi , sigh