no more "in my humble opinion", from now on it's "from my grandiose and objectively correct deductions".

dont cry ok? there is the sun and there isthe ocean and there are butch gay women

thinkin about the chosen one story told from the pov of the person standing next to them again. thinkin about the one who has to stand by and watch the chosen one become a weapon, a sacrifice, an offering to the machinations of plot and can do nothing but make sure they’re fed and rested and soothe them when they wake up screaming from nightmares. thinkin about the fierce devotion that has to exist to follow someone to the end of the world just so they don’t have to die alone. thinkin about the terror they’d feel every step of the journey knowing it’s not their place to change how the story plays out. thinkin thinkin thinkin.

i’m sorry. portmanteau bot has gone berserk. we have to put it down. once i activate the seal we’ll only have one shot to take it down. ready your blades, legionnaires

bitch fartman

bartman.