could you.

[cthulhucalling]

It is on nights like this I realize that I am just bone and plastic, ash and rime; the fat of firstlings and the fruit thereof. But we all know the whirpool of panic and grief, the hearthooks that catch into our mates and our mates. And yet, rarely do we do what is meant to be done and so often we leave undone that which ought to have been done. So

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[anonymous]

doop de doop doop
you are part robot, part boy and part strange ...cardboard? puppet shoes.