a big ol’ slice of cherry pie

the way my month is going some etsy witch has been getting paid real good

harris drover game changers is like if martin blackwood magnus archives wasn’t evil

i like to think that when shane and ilya are old and grey they have learned enough of each others languages through time and osmosis to create just a mishmash, frankensteinian, amorphous blob of a language that’s a mix of russian, english, and french. there’s no grammar structure, there’s no succinct conjugations, there are no articles. no one can understand them except them and i think that’s beautiful.

i won the ticketmaster war for noah kahan and the universe decided i needed the flu and a check engine light as karmic retribution

i know that if marleau hadn’t apologized for knocking the lights out of shane ilya would have wanted to tie him to the back of one of his fancy cars and drag him around boston like achilles dragging hector by the back of his chariot

you’ve met me at a very shane hollander time in my life (i have mystery gut issues and the only soda i can tolerate is ginger ale)