This is a serious fucking occasion, people.
Like, somber music and everything.
Or, failing that, Seven Devils.
I'm here to announce something important.
Something earth-fucking-shattering.
I hereby grant the Page of Cups, my sister, Alice Mason, Chelsea Balisong, a new title.
She is now the Queen of Motherfucking Wands (Motherfucking optional)
Now give her a standing ovation, plebeians.
There's a new queen on the block.
Also haha, Ten doesn't get a promotion.
You will.
In time.
You all are lucky you have someone on hand who can make these sorta calls.
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Friday, July 27, 2012
Wednesday, September 7, 2011
Dreams
I dreamt I was out of breath. I dreamt of something tight around my neck.
I dreamt of an empty face staring through me as my breath left me.
I dreamt of struggling, of reaching for a weapon.
I dreamt of it availing me not.
Then, a crash. I woke, blackness begetting blackness.
I wonder whose dream that was?
I dreamt of an empty face staring through me as my breath left me.
I dreamt of struggling, of reaching for a weapon.
I dreamt of it availing me not.
Then, a crash. I woke, blackness begetting blackness.
I wonder whose dream that was?
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