Honestly if I ever met my past self (16-17 yrs), I would honestly tell myself that I am a huge, naive, slut shaming, flaming rat bastard. Then punch my past self in the face. Then proceed to punch myself in the face for being that way back then.
It’s just good to see that I grew out of all of that. The only thing that hasn’t changed about me is my dislike for people in general, but I have my reasons and they are sensible. Also yes, I do acknowledge that good folk exist.
I’m playing Assassin’s Creed 4, while playing Skyrim music. Am I doing something wrong here, because I don’t think this kind of epicness exists yet…
Be a real American hero and pee the poop away.