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I am currently having some trouble in the art and literature department. You can follow me on ao3 as libroslunae, on tumblr as ughdhavernas, on pinterest as loricloki, on instagram as chiltonlives (personal) or thisismy_design (fandom).

I find nothing more absolutely irritating and horrific as normal people. Perhaps there is something wrong with me, but everyone is so incredibly empty. Their eyes see but do not observe what they see, the information doesn't process through their minds. They don't see the frost in the shadows or feel the sweat and blood and stains in the air, don't realize how hard it is to breathe without suffocation. They don't taste the breath of morning or memorize the feel of dusk. How funny they are, stumbling about their daily lives without a second thought as to why or why not they do what they do. Connections take so long for them to make. They don't

Happy Halloween w00t