an ice cold beer topped with a scoop of vanilla ice cream. lying on top of the ice cream foam is a salted peanut. this is the angel. around him are sprinkles (his tears). this is “the angel’s lament”, my new cocktail
You’re just jealous because your tributaries are 34% millet and your peasants are weakened by scurvy. You are jealous of the fertile river delta I control with several magnificent forts.
the funny thing about being a big blog on here really is the number of people who will follow you for months while having absolutely zero idea about who you are and what you do
That’s a good point random kitty blog. I’d be stunned to find out that you leaked the no fly list or something
if completing tasks feels so good and reminds me completing tasks is easy then why is starting them the emotional equivalent of sending my first born to war
