A king of shreds and patches (backpack)

actually such an insult to put the terry pratchett painting there in the end he would NOT fucking write that

no, yk what, still on this because I can think of very little that feels less like Terry than to decide to scrap the whole universe and start from scrach to “do it better”

anyone else feel a blood clot forming somewhere in their brain when crowley asked 'did i say the wrong thing'

knowing how it tends to go with male authors and their wives it was probably marge who wrote the odyssey

Dealing with burnout is sooooooooooooooo easy all you need to do is operate at 40% indefinitely and be kind of mad at yourself the whole time.

Sal d’havinto

Io Apollo moderno amic*

Levante con i guanti perché ha ancora tracce di gaia sulle di[GUNSHOTO]

Elettra non avrai vinto Sanremo ma hai vinto il mio cuore