I’ve lost my Pokemon: White version.
I’ve been sobbing for three days.
There are almost 7years worth of Pokemon on that game. All the way back to Ruby.
Keongi, Shinka, Tai-Ji, Anthrax, BioBlade, Darling, Loli, Taffy, Croc, Tsuiho…
They were more than pixilated sprites.
They were more than numbers in my pokedex.
They were more than my Pokemon.
They were my friends.
And I’m such a fucking looser for acting the way I am but I don’t even care. I loved my Pokemon, dammit, I was going to bring them with me all the way till the end and I fucking lost them! What kind of shitty friend does that huh? What the hell am I even doing?
I crying over a FUCKING VIDEO GAME.
….But when you’re so alone in this world. What else do you have other than your imagination?
Here’s hoping I find them.
Wherever they are.
"boys don’t like a girl with dark lipstick"
"boys don’t like a girl with short hair"
"boys don’t like a girl with too many piercings"
"boys don’t like a girl who doesn’t take pride in her appearance"
I D O N O T C A R E
I met a man who gave a fuck.
and you know what i did?
I’m just one of those people who if you like something of mine I will follow your blog and just repost everything I think is cool and pretty much become a dog okay. yeah. that’s a thing. /dies