Incorrect Drops of Absinthe

guillermo: goodnight to my wife. fuck the rest of y’all

hemlock: and just when you think you’ve hit rock bottom, you want to fuck a blonde

abuela willow: “source?” divine intuition.

florence: “sweet dreams you piece of shit.” i try to snap the guy’s neck but just make him look to the left very quickly

abi: i miss the god complex my english class gave me

enya: i’m going to give raccoons the gift of fire and then teach them ceramics and they will make little bowls with their little hands

absinthe: i am a piñata and the gods are a thirteen year old birthday boy whose parents just announced their divorce

absinthe: i love being sober and talking to drunk people at parties because i asked hestian, “if you were a wizard, what spells would you cast?” and i know they weren’t lying when she said, “summon creatures.”

absinthe: not a fan of how i act when i like someone

florence: me to me: you can be a little unhinged today, as a treat

lilith: i wasn’t loved as a child so now i’m evil and don’t go to bed on time

absinthe: my mama ain’t raise no bitch, but even if she did it’s my brother!