I like cats
Ultimately, I'm living.
Ultimately, I'm living.
They're very indignant chickens on stilts with hammers for heads.
I love them! (And a particular one was very interested in my camera shutter noise when I met it in '93)
They're very indignant chickens on stilts with hammers for heads.
I love them! (And a particular one was very interested in my camera shutter noise when I met it in '93)
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It was the early life of someone who got wrapped up in a cult, if memory serves. But ive been mainlining the content for several days and I might have mixed up which story.
It was the early life of someone who got wrapped up in a cult, if memory serves. But ive been mainlining the content for several days and I might have mixed up which story.
The sunlight changes, dimmer, more orange. The sky becomes deeper somehow. The air is rich with decay, but in the building a layer of life way. Mornings are crisp and evenings encourage snuggling into blankets.
The sunlight changes, dimmer, more orange. The sky becomes deeper somehow. The air is rich with decay, but in the building a layer of life way. Mornings are crisp and evenings encourage snuggling into blankets.