What are you doing!
I came here to make an account and kick your butt!
There are still few who buzz around the old Discord, hoping for some end to this.
The peeps up at F95zone speaks the same tune!
I know, I know. Deving is flipping hard. I've tried, and failed. But, we pick up those binary codes and get back on that Oblivion Horse Armor. They don't sell themselves!
I don't give a damn about my accomplishments. That doesn't mean you shouldn't. There are fans looking forward to your works.
You have something here. Nobody wants to see it wither away like foreskin being pried off by a wrench.
Come-on dude! Get that behind into gear! You were a lot more productive when you had that small corner of the internet and we all roamed around and rolled over yonder, forging abusive turn based texts at one another in a bond of pervy friendship. It's lame what happened. I know.
But fuck that fucking fucker. Let's fucking do this shit!
Alright, I saw that you have health problems. I have no idea what could be causing such issues to make you this stuck and sick. I can only advise what our ancestors would do to stay healthy; eat plenty of fresh fruits and veggies, nuts and berries. Drink plenty of water.
Ahhhh take a crap in the woods? Avoid Bears.
Of course, you might even have parasites. I have no idea. Pumpkin seeds, pomegranates, and garlic may help. Wormwood too, if you have it.