existence is a series of absurdities leading to infinite nothing

pov you call your employer the cuntessa, you aired his marital drama to the entire world and now you’re making him a musical documentary, you have your Pulitzer and you’re going to get your Oscar, you love being a vampire, you’re not on speaking terms with your old friend or your maker but you’d fuck them nasty given the chance, you’re a fledgling and you ripped off another vampire’s head to save your aforementioned boss while he’s high out of his mind. You’re the real cuntessa Daniel Molloy

2018.

so embarrassing to watch yourself become obsessed with a character that feels tailor made for you specifically to become obsessed with. feels like i fell into a trap made just for me. like damn they got me. those are all the things i like and go crazy for