When Your Instinct Just Want You To Let Loose Sometimes

core classes as undead :)

feverish and forsaken. on my second glass of mulled wine. never kill yourself

when i say “that reminds me” & theres zero connection you just have to take my word for it theres no time to explain

Want some bestiary?

(Yeah, it's been a long time, I know, I know...)

biig mood

“Of all trees, birches are perhaps the most like grass. They are small, pliant, slender; and if they promise a kind of permanence, it has nothing to do with solidity or longevity — as with an oak or a linden — but only with the fact that they seed and spread quickly. They are ephemeral and recurring — like words, like a form of conversation between earth and sky.”

— John Berger, from “In a Moscow Cemetery”, Selected Essays

The Gas Station at 1 AM

There's few people on the road at this late of an hour. Some unfavorable folk may take advantage. Tired, empty eyes gloss over your silhouette. Try not to move too quickly, you'll draw their gaze.

You try to avoid stopping at all costs, you know that this land is ancient and you don't belong in this neck of the woods.

You find the restroom. You position yourself at the sink, splashing cold water onto your face. Don't look yourself in the eyes, just try to wake up.

You swear hear someone walk out behind you, but there was no reflection in the mirror. The door lightly taps shut.

You walk up to the register to prepay. There is someone there, buying coffee for five people. As they walk to their car, you see there is no one else in their cab. They've finished two of the coffees.

The cashier stares through you. You ask for twenty dollars on pump three as you hand them your card. They do not take it, they simply smile, "Payment accepted." You still cannot find what they are looking at.

There is twenty dollars on pump three. You pump gas in your car and try not to look into the now vacant parking lot. The empty space tries not to look into you as well.

As you drive away, you look in your rear view mirror. The gas station does not exist. Where have you been? Your gas tank is full.