the mystical land of PWhores

I’ve just spent a few hours tidying up my WR, editing font sizes and creating awesome contents pages. It’s colourful and prettily paginated and appendixed – and I had to look determinedly upwards to fight back my tears upon seeing the indexed appendix, like seeing your child grow up into a full tween, just before he becomes a gangly and pissy adolescent and just after he gets toilet trained. It’s times like these where you start to doubt if there is anything in the world worth more than nice margins and sub-chapters.

Feels like I died a little inside, but that’s probably just AutoCorrect making its rounds <3

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