My VALENTINE is a FEMBOY

I did it.

Now before this review begins I must state that this is the fifth game by the developer 'Owlyboi' that I have played and re-read. This review is my own opinion and should be viewed only as such. Now with that said this game helped ease some recent pain of mine following an attack on my person while I was in town. 'My VALENTINE is a FEMBOY' also made my penis very hard but that is besides the point. 'My VALENTINE is a FEMBOY' is in my eyes an extremely well done romance visual novel. I found the character of Asha quite endearing especially since he is a very hot man who makes my penis very hard. Something I felt was rather lacking were the choices provided to the player. Despite the countless given choices only one of them really influences the ending to my knowledge. I made sure to replay this game obviously (as I have done with all of Owlyboi's games) but I could not figure out any way to effect the ending of this game beyond the two available. Now with that said I do not mind this since both endings involve a very hot man who makes my penis very hard but I'd rather not get into spoilers as I believe doing so would deprive others of the experience. Now I believe after over 5 hours of replaying this game I have finally gotten a good grasp of the meaning behind 'My VALENTINE is a FEMBOY'. I believe this game explores how any person can alter their circumstances in the present moment. This is shown rather well in the main protagonists character arc which reflects this idea. Without going into spoilers I found the protagonists story arc rather compelling in how he approaches the world as a whole. His embracement of the present moment and acceptance of the cold reality feels grounded in absurdism and strengthens the overall message I believe this game is attempting to get across but I believe I have spoken too much. I really wish I hadn't lost that fleece coat of mine. I'm certain my assailant is looking really cool and handsome in that coat of mine. Life can be rather tragic at times. In my life I acquired many things and yet at the same time many things also fell out of my grasp. My coat, for instance, fell out of my grasp when I threw it at my assailant while running away. I urge those reading this to not make the same mistakes as me. I've been scared my whole life of the thought that were I to be still for a moment I would lose everything I had worked for when in truth I had been denying myself the opportunity to embrace the warmth of the present moment. 'My VALENTINE is a FEMBOY' has shown me that joy can only be brought about by human action and by taking matters into one's own hands.