When you becime the reason all the bad things happen and you just want to give up forever 😦
When you feel like your mask is about to crack and you’re scrambling to keep it ptached up.
So here are two pictures. I’m working on another John Marston. This time in his Elegant Suit.
And a black sunflower
Why is it when I think I’m helping, I’m just screwing everything up. Just shows that another thing I fail at trying.
So my Skyrim game is clutching. I have invisible imperial guard’s attacking me while storming Solitude. Confrontiing General Tullius” both Ulfric and Irin-Fist were repeating the same lines, over and over
I’m all for celebrating the 4th of july. But when the fireworks sound like explosions/gun shots than that’s when it’s too much.
Neighbor’s are inconsiderate jackasses.