Scenes Of Early Creatures

Scenes of early creatures

ok. listen. it’s about your girlfriend. you know how we thought she was a crop-blighting witch and we were planning to stone her? so, here’s the thing. every stone we threw drew not blood but like, the black and fathomless rage of a race of titans that were once slain but could not die. and she like, rose from her hastily-shoveled roadside grave as their resubstantiated champion or something. yeah, we’re suffering the onslaught of her vengeance right now. yeah. I guess we inadvertently created that which we had so feared. yeahh. could you like, answer her texts and ask if she’ll stop sloughing our flesh with her baleful gaze every time she sees us. thx in advance

I was hanging out with my family during Christmas, sharing a pipe Hobbit-style, until my older sister ate the contents of the pipe like a salad.

i wanna live underground. in a big cave. glowing mushrooms on the walls and crystals like stars on the roof. no sound but the dripping of stalagtites. warm fire light in a stone house. comfy. quiet. dark.