I don’t consider myself a “zombie fan”; I’m into the dystopian post-apocalyptic scenarios that zombies create, rather than the dead themselves. And despite the occasional request I’ve received for Walking Dead fanfic, I’ve never really thought zombies were relevant to this blog.… Read the rest “”
Galleries
Wow, the graphics in this Duke Nukem remaster are incredible.
You’re too pretty.
Let me fix that.
I meant to post something about this a couple years ago, and just never got around to it.
Sam Barlow’s Her Story is great, in precisely the sort of way you little freaks should enjoy. While its content is constrained by the family-friendly requirements of the App Store, it still manages to deal with creepy sexuality and psychological damage in ways that I found fascinating.… Read the rest “”
This scoring system makes no sense.
If I have an orgasm, and you spend 45 minutes in the shower trying to get my spunk out of your hair, I’m pretty sure I’ve won the match.
Proof
It’s always been a struggle, being the girl who needed proof.
Never accepting anyone’s assumptions, always testing the truth. The scar on your right hand, from an open flame you just had to touch; the scar on your right ventricle, from the cocaine you snorted just to see if you could stop.… Read the rest “Proof”
There are very few brains I envy.
I envy David Lynch’s.
Making me pretty.
You know as silly as this may sound…with all my “stuff” and mentally what I can take…. This would really upset me…. I think
Makes sense to me. There’s power in a girl’s paint job, and smearing it around makes a mockery of that power.
