glass animals and transgenderism friday

ashes to ashes, dust to dust, reeses to pieces

And sluts to sluts.

amen

9. The only thing that will help with my current stress is your belly. It is my purest comfort in the world. What do you mean you don't want me touching it right now.

something that’s both infuriating and hilarious about harrow the ninth is that it becomes so difficult to differentiate the realities of canaan house from the byproducts of harrow’s lobotomy for two reasons that have absolutely no right to exist simultaneously: harrow has brain damage and gideon is allergic to locking in. what actually happened? which details from harrow’s perspective are just things gideon simply didn’t pay a lick of attention to, and which details are absolute horseshit made up in the aftermath of the great lesbian grief of harrowhark the first? someone needs to save them from themselves

There’s also the fact that Harrow is like, SUPER possessed too. So, which details were there, which details did Harrow’s mind conjure in its grief filled flailing, and which details are the esteemed Commander Awake Remembrance Of These Valiant Dead Kia Hua Ko Te Pai Snap Back To Reality Oops There Goes Gravity looking at all this zombie bullshit and feeling a deep need to break shit?

REAL TEARS I AM CRYING REAL TEARS

The entire point of, OK, my phone really wants to call it Anastasia so I guess we’re doing that? The entire point of Anastasia (as administered by a board-certified Anastasiologist) during sugary. Sugary? Haven’t I suffered enough? The entire point of Anastasia during augury. Jesus Christ. Hold up. You know what, augury is preferable to sugary. Augury is obviously performed by an auger (makes sense if you give it a think) whereas sugary is performed by…? A sugardaddy? NO THANK YOU. Anyway. The entire point of Anastasia is so that you don’t know what music your sturgeon. Fuck right off. Was playing. While you were under. You’re not supposed to wake up from Anastasia and immediately realize you managed to get earwormed by Motörhead’s “Ace of Spades” during your sugary.