babies full of rabbies
Monthly Archives: May 2025
turn your back for a few years and the sphinx becomes a minx
I ran from all of you as hard and as far as I could, but the past has its little claws, it’s has dragged me back
How ordinary and how strange life is. And how delicately poised
There’s a lot of noise but people don’t really say much
No one’s racist any more
I’m sick of Marvel running the world
it’s the nature of news, especially bad news, that it wants to be passed on, it desires transmission like a virus
It happened at the time maaaaannnnnnnn
her husband gives her a hug, he’s pretty sure that’s the required gesture at this point. Astird looks pale and weak so he decides that a cup of tea with sugar might be the correct next step, and shuffles off to the kitchen in his long johns to make it, failing to see that his wife finds herself in the middle of a storm
My life is a hashtag 