the urge to make this a main blog instead of a side blog is very strong but I’m already here and that would be so much more effort than I am capable of exerting
That being said I’m never on my main blog anymore and if you are a BG3 blog who gets followed by this account it’s because I was on my BG3 side blog 8)
i’m seeing a lot of new ppl join tumblr who aren’t making any spontaneous semi pathetic, oversharing personal textposts whatsoever and i just want to say you’re doing it all wrong… this is not like instagram like meant to be some shiny highlight reel used to make u look good its supposed to be an incriminatingly revealing dark intimate look into your life & inner psyche while simultaneously no one knows who u are or gives a fuck… anyway hope this helps some of u get on the right track
In my delululand this is how they first met after Durge got tadpole. So Durge does remember Gortash and kinda doesn’t. It’s like remembering the feeling, the essence but not exactly the person. Just for some reason exactly Gortash brought all these feelings again. You knooww what a coincidence
“Lately I’ve been thinking about who I want to love, and how I want to love, and why I want to love the way I want to love, and what I need to learn to love that way, and who I need to become to become the kind of love I want to be…and when I break it all down, when I whittle it into a single breath, it essentially comes out like this: Before I die, I want to be somebody’s favorite hiding place, the place they can put everything they know they need to survive, every secret, every solitude, every nervous prayer, and be absolutely certain I will keep it safe. I will keep it safe.”
ALT
