Updates from the all-nighter front: I keep writing Autopsy instead of autonomy. My brain conflates words that sound similar when I get tired. We are reaching the end.
My big neck bruise is already gone.
I demand another big neck bruise.
Courage, Anxiety, and Despair Watching the Battle, James Sant
I will always picture Carlos from Welcome to Night Vale (which I have been listening to for most of the afternoon) as Dale Cooper. It makes it so much better.
bestial warlust i hope
First Bestial Raids, then Bestial Warlust
Hottest guy EVER at the grocery store with a Black Witchery patch on his bag:
I may be swaddled in heavy winterproof layers that conceal my figure and make me look like a man, but they are layers emblazoned with logos that should tell you that we have the same taste in music and that we should probably like each other!