The model I think is fairly self explanatory.

Ah, fuck. When I saw this title 'Óró sé do bheatha abhaile' I was like, Excuse me?

Still unawares of what it means, no this time I'm serious about that, it's not like the Palestine one where I pretend to be ignorant, legit unknowing. But beautiful. You can probably guesstimate what kind of men I find irresistibly sexually attractive from some of the music I share.

I still regret never going to the coffee shop to see Gregory Alan Isakov when I could have a decade ago at a coffee shop in Vancouver, I was too shy, he made 'Big Black Car' which back in my university days was one of the songs I'd listen to every day as a part of my playlist on the way to school, the other one I remember fondly was Bear's Den - Issac.

Such a lifetime ago, but it's not the feeling of old wounds, it's the feeling of home to go back to them, won't you learn, that your fathers love must be earned, while your mothers does not yearn.

I'm gonna give all my love to you, I'm gonna give all my love to you, I'm gonna give all my love.. to you.

I can still feel it, in my bones, the crackling of the post apocalypse, the fear of the bloodsuckers, the encroachment of the forces of the monolith, wondering if I'd earn enough rubles to pay for Laby's cancer treatment, the roleplay of Stalker Call of Pripyat, in the dark by myself.

Where I felt most at home in a world that could only be described as hell on earth. And my justification for why I was there was the beauty of it, the driving force, every step through the mud, we need money, we need to cure that cancer, and that I would endure till the job was done.

Now? The bloodsuckers fear -me-.

https://vocaroo.com/1dCKgpymuk1M

Back to my devilish tricks.

Works well at a strength of 1

Previews made with Anima Base Model 1.0