→ 26 May 12 at 1 pm
Last night I fought off one of these, escaped the destruction of a small town in the mountains by an Old One only to turn up drowned in the Charles River in Boston a year later.
Last night I fought off one of these, escaped the destruction of a small town in the mountains by an Old One only to turn up drowned in the Charles River in Boston a year later.
I think it might actually be good.
It’s weird, and kinda liberating. Right now I should be angry, hurt, and in the throws of passions, drunk, kinda angry fucking. But instead, I’m like LOL.
Also, I think the sun’s coming up and I smell like a man who’s been drinking for the last 8 hours. Soul, peace and chicken grease, niggaz.