like. it’s. incredibly hard for me to process that people genuinely care for me? and i don’t mean that in a self-pitying way, i mean i actually can’t. people say “i care!” and my brain goes “oh that’s nice” but… i don’t have any emotional reaction?
it’s like people caring for me is an abstract concept that i can’t feel. like people care for me in theory and my brain knows that, but i don’t actually feel anything
I’ll do it in bullet point form to make it easier to understand.
1. I do not hate the game Five Nights at Freddy’s and I am not shitting on the game Five Nights at Franky’s. If you watch me actually play the game I try the new game and figure out what it’s about with the help of two vets, learn and appreciate the lore, and find myself enjoying the game despite the pre-meditated notion to want to dislike the game because of how a loud sub-group of the FNaF fandom behaves (toxic af). I put aside my differences with the crazy fanbase of the game (again not everyone, if you are not batshit bonkers then I am not talking about you), found myself to be enjoying it, even though I did not find myself as startled by the content as others would consider proper.
2. With the evidence as presented here, I would like to further state that in the previous Tumblr post I never once discredited the game Five Nights at Frumpy’s, but moreso the inane concept that individuals are expecting a person to force false reactions towards content to appease desires that he, given the current context that the individual has already stated, finds no terror in the subjected video game entertainment, is purely, and utterly, batshit ludicrous and I will poke fun at that notion till I am too old to care anymore. (Yes that was a long butchered run-on sentence and I am damn proud of my knife-work)
3. In conclusion, y'all have a nice day, but please refrain from putting words in someone’s mouth who is fully able to speak their peace on the matter like the big boy he is - and though you may see yourself as some kind of holy crusader for your video game fandom, you’re making yourself out to be the chihuahua that just, won’t, shut, up. And that’s no good.
25.6.15 - 15.52 // i’m so busy I need two computers. Also, surprisingly enough, my desk is rather ‘neat’ now compared to yesterday. This whole paper-writing business is fun, I only wish that I had more than 6 days to write about 10.000 words on affect theory and Spinoza and all these other topics I feel like I don’t quite grasp enough to put it in words for a paper.