I don't have a good camera. I do have shakey hands. I'm fond of flowers, manga, Ashe, queerness, strong flavours, fashion, curvy ladies, scrawny boys, seriously cute things like sloths, and pretty colours. I live on the west coast of Canadia, and study psychology. I have ADD, but mostly you won't notice on here, which is sort of sad because it occasionally leads to hilarious hijinks. Or at least I think so. Also, I talk in my sleep. About lemurs. I not very secretly want to be Rufus Wainwright or maybe Miyavi when I grow up, but I'll settle for being an awesome, LGBT-and-everything-else-positive sex educator and researcher, because the world needs more of that sweet action. All those times you sat in class, or read something, and thought, "Yeah, but what about me?" I'm going to fix that.

I have also recently realised my deep and unending love for cookies and cream stuff. It's like crack. With delicious cookie chunks.

People who use some kind of hack/cheat to put themselves at the top of the high scores chart, as evidenced by their solving a puzzle in 0 minutes and 0 seconds.
Especially when the games in question are dumb puzzle games.
I just wonder, how sad is your life, that you feel the need to so artificially set yourself above a bunch of anonymous strangers?

I am really bothered by dishonesty especially when there is no point plus I felt like Inwas doing pretty good at the game in question and was curious how I lined up with other players apparently I fit into the category of 'one of the losers who actually plays the game' rabble rabble