-Old-Sport-

He’s gone

On Saturday my grandfather, whom has raised me almost my whole life, was hospitalized and diagnosed with congestive heart failure.
          
          Yesterday, Tuesday, the hospital decided that a man who couldn’t walk, couldn’t stand, couldn’t lift his arms, was safe to be discharged.
          
          Now he’s home, and I can’t do anything to help him, I am not strong enough both physically and emotionally to anything more than I already have.
          He’s at home with my grandmother who also can’t think right due to a brain aneurysm.
          
          
          
          I have never felt more useless.

Anybody else grow up with “BLACK” on the ps2? That was such a peak game i swear.

How we feel about hollow knight?
          Personally… it’s peak… need more fanfics about it.

Old sport fact: I’m a legion main, cry about it all you want, I think their fun… and i always use one of Susie’s skins because I’m a simp, get over it.

There’s like… no good dbd books… which is surprising considering the degenerate player base. I should know, I’m one of them (huntress my Russian mommy ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°))

Because I’m bad at writing, yet still have the urge to entertain, here’s my twitch; HTTPS://twitch.tv/florasdisciple 
          
          My schedule (or lack there of) is inconsistent at best, but it’s more common than when I bring pen to paper.

Played some Jason, he’s really fun, shockingly simple too.

Jason enters the fog tomorrow.

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