TwistedMagnolia

snacks will make me powerful. sweets will make me wise

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we seriously need to have a conversation about how evil, slow, and lifeless january is

don’t listen to what anyone says the elephant really ties the room together

does anyone else feel kind of slutty refilling soap bottles

You sigh, looking into your blue orbs in the mirror before throwing your messy hair into a bun and heading downstairs in your skinny jeans and converse. Your mom sits at the table smoking a forbidden plastic cigarette. "I've sold you for more money" she says. Suddenly there was a knock at the door. "Ello love" says the dangerous crow boy.

Random old finnish folklore I recall reading: The reason you have to close someone's eyes after they die, or cover their eyes with a cloth if you can't, is because the spirit of the newly passed is still in the body and even though it can't move the eyes anymore, it can still see. You must avoid making eye contact with the dead body, because the soul of the newly dead is scared to go alone, and is looking for someone to come with them. If you lock eyes with the corpse, you will be the next to die.

...So is the second corpse still hazardous, then, or are they fine since they have the first one for company?

I must confess I don't really know about the more exact details of the undead buddy system.

you're telling me this guy's a bouncer? huh... and what does he bounce on, if you don't mind me asking...?

Spiritually, 3 am is the darkest hour of the night. The people who stay up late but not insanely late have gone to bed, people who wake up early but not insanely early are yet to wake up. The only people who are awake are the night shift, and the insane.

My favourite genre of gay people is "They didn't have bdsm sex onscreen but, bdsm elements are always lurking in the corner and haunting the narrative through thinly veiled visual metaphorical implication."

they gotta start shooting divorced white men over 50 on sight when they land in thailand or the philippines