I’m 4 years in my relapse of Wow, exclusively classic with a bunch of nice folks, kinda wholesome too because we used to have a trans guild lead and everyone was fine with it.

I have up and downs with how much time I spend on it on a weekly basis.

Broken men and people, coming back to a broken country, possibly to create broken families.

All this under the insatiable thirst for blood of the bourgeoisie.