#(well not my brother but it doesnt matter)

[bmpmp3]

post ankle-twisting clarity

[outfoxt]

that was the most disappointing escape room ive ever done

[itsalwaysdark]

also its so weird being an older brother like ik ive been an older brother for a while lol but me and lamp r so close in age it like doesnt count. but what i mean is its weird that im somebodys adult older brother you know. Multiple somebodys even

[tanumaskoipond]

jaiden, molly, maitiú :)

[charliesinfern0]

dude why do my parents hate the fact that i like things

[revenge-of-the-assbutt]

i feel sick

[intertexts]

gmmm!!!!

[pr]

being an older sibling is so bizarre. i cry myself to sleep and turn myself green over all the experiences and opportunities my sibling gets to have that i never ever will. but at the same time i would chew my own arm off to ensure my sibling gets the best life in the entire world and never, ever has to feel the way i feel and experience the pain i have felt.

[vancilart]

patched up and good to go

[lupismaris]

So technically speaking the oldest son in our family should be named after an eldest son of the direct generations before per Italian American tradition (so one of the parents or grand parents/uncles) in this case but the eldest son died before my father got to meet him and thus the technical eldest son in our family was named after our great grandfather instead and not called Sonny as is tradition (he and my father refuse to admit that he is no longer the eldest son because i now exist)

i am tho realizing that if my Italian grandfather (god rest ya Joe) who half raised me and loved me deeply were still alive to be a part of my transition and were as supportive as i hope he would be, especially in spite of my father failing in the role of being a supportive father, he would no doubt see that our family lacks a Sonny of its own, bemoan the neglect of tradition, and anoint me the new Sonny, the true eldest son

[mudvi]

the problem is im sure this person is either actually nice or the worst person ever and every single time i oscillate between the two options. because on the one hand i guess theyre being performatively nice but on the other hand i think theyre trying to get under my skin. i really do. i think theyre doing it in a sense where itll look like regular pleasantries to the average mind but i think they understand ill start looking to deep into it and start doubting my sanity because they know i know theyre being a cunt and i know they want me to think that. i think its a game , i really do, and whatever the outcome they know theyll win whatever IDGAF,

[evandore]

i should get like government compensation for cleaning my fathers toilet

[thebleedingeffect]

Thinking about Arno again and just how rarely he smiles or laughs once the plot of the game begins and it just makes me want to lay down and cry. He's still very much his sassy, attitude filled self, but there's a definite somberness that he carries with him at all times that seems to stop him from letting himself feel any sort of happiness or joy. In the game, besides the intro part, the only times he ever smiles is when he's with Elise, but afterward? After she dies? There's an even heavier veil of sorrow around him that's just so incredibly heartbreaking because he's so guilt and grief ridden :(((

It just makes me look at Arno like... I wanna help my guy... I wanna make him feel better .... can you please smile and laugh again please please please please-

[mxdotpng]

thinking about a game swap. for zesteria/berseria

[rusted-phone-calls]

gays were fighting on 1st day of pride month everyone loses

[sluttyimpala]

jess catching sam kissing a man in an alley after following him because she noticed something was wrong.

the man is tall but sam easily towers over him. she can't see well but she knows the man is well built and when sam pulls away all she sees is his big wide grin. she knew what awaited her when she followed sam but the heartbreak is all the same so she runs away. she runs away and doesnt confront sam when he comes back home from a run. she pointedly doesnt look at his obviously raw lips or smell the foreign cologne on his jacket. he doesnt have to know she knows. they're happy like this and thats all that matters.

a few months later she walks into her living room to see sam and the man again. they're not furiously making out in an alley so she can get a clear look at him. he's handsome, blonde with green eyes and big lips. sam looks positively entranced by him. she's terrified.

"sam?"

"jess. hey. dean this is my girlfriend jessica."

there is blood pooling in her ears. thats not right. thats not what he said. vomit threatens to leave her mouth instead of words.

"wait your brother dean?"

jess makes eye contact with the man. its that same awful grin again.

"oh i love the smurfs."