Texture

[pyraxis]

Forest.

(my greens. no more proper than others.)

Forest, from the speritu world.


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Reading American Gods. Makes sense. Fuck of a lot more real than crossing the wall through the careful stylized universe in The Fountainhead, even if they both call honor.

Comments

[jimnightmare.livejournal.com]

Oh yeah I totally feel you on that. This sucks. Our body is all super tired and all 47 wants to do is stay in bed and read and watch movies and go on this crazy knitting spree. We're talking like this pile of sweaters that she's working on or fixing. ...I'm so freaking bored. XD But I don't really have the energy to do anything except complain and deep-fry that comment thread with Wolf. So I'm just kinda half stuck here being like urgsadhkjfdakhdfskj. Seriously I'd go running with you if I could so I wouldn't have to stare at fucking sweaters all day. But I don't think I can right now.

I hope you guys can get some rest soon. I'd offer to help but unless help involves a big fucking pile of sweaters I dunno if we can do anything. XP I could throw sweaters at speritu, see what happens. Maybe it's so cold when they touch you because they just really really really need some warm knit clothes.