blurry campaign 3 + text posts (i)
Laudna: Hot girl summer is over. It's time for scary woman winter.
Fearne: Your honor, I was just being a little silly.
Dorian: You wanna fight, huh? Okay, let's take this outside! The stars are so bright tonight. The moon looks so nice. Hold my hand.
Orym: Do I deserve back pain at this age?
Ashton: God, I hope whatever bullshit happens next is funny.
F.C.G.: What's the cheat code for stable mental health.
Imogen: You ever wake up from a dream like, "Damn, I guess I'm not coping with that as well as I thought I was."
Bertrand: While you were hitting the Juul, going to college, having casual sex, driving your car, and eating takeout food, I died horribly under mysterious circumstances in a national park. And my body was never found again.
