The shadows on the walls don't recognize me anymore

[sovay]

All these terrible people whose weight the earth cannot afford, doing their best to take the rest of us with them to their Armageddon with the most toys, and not a one of them will ever be a tenth of a thousandth as cool as the living tradition of an epic poem performed with chugging guitar riffs: Exhibit A, Ereimang's "(Kwakta Lamjel)" (2023). All you fascists bound to be boring.

Comments

[selkie]

*hugs*
YOUR SLEEP IS VERY IMPORTANT TO ME. PASS THE A1 SAUCE.