Oh, he would take him bite for bite, cooking each one to taste. He'd pick every thought out of his head, plucked like a grape from the vine. He'd bottle it, let it age, pull it out on the right occasion. He would delight in consuming the senselessness of Will Graham's existence. What a novelty he's become.
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May 12, 2024 06:11PM
Last year during Mother’s Day, there was a genocide happening. And today, on Mother’s Day, there is STILL a genocide happening. So while you tell your mothers, grandmothers, mother figures, etc, how...View all Conversations
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You know what, fuck this, I don't care anymore, says the boy who continues to try very hard.
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