Ohhh Fuck Off. Someone Learned My Summoning Ritual Again. Ill Be Right Back

so did you lay in bed blasting fireflies by owl city as a kid staring up at the ceiling while imagining running away to a happier place bc you grew up on fairy tales and make believe stories since you didnt really have the best social skills due to undiagnosed neurodivergency and thus didnt have a lot of friends so you spent all that extra time you had induldging in fictional stories and then grew up believing maybe one day youd get to go on a magical adventure like those stories had so youd spent so much time just longing for an escape and to go somewhere you understood bc you didnt understand people but you did understand all those stories you read or are you normal

checking lord morax's human form

happy birthday to a Special Girl

wait isnt gender over today

scrap cuz i have nothing else to post...for now...

schloder stans wya

This is the plot right?