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I remember praying, I remember praying and pleading and offering up every part of myself in exchange for feeling whole again.

I hope im sick. I want to wtch more kurosawa movies 🙂

Bright red is often a warning colour.

This I can take care of:
Small homunculus on the roof, a pack animal
Pulled conveyance, and entry through the exhaust chute.

She’s not my girl, he says on his podcast, She’s, uh, doing the Lord’s work for me.

Life is too short not to own multiple bazookas.

I saw a YouTube thumbnail of some no-name podcaster who had the infamous cloud-brained Silicon Valley faggot Jack Dorsey on his program.

There was a wailing sound coming from the next room.

My blood had soaked into the pages. It looked really bad. The poetry, not my blood.