Armor

We've moved, so there are and will be a lack of posts, generally because internet is not readily available. But that being said, here's what happened last night. Beat dad over the head with a folding chair, then he retaliated by gutting us open, and then we threw up blood and wine everywhere and it was over. Unfortunately, not much else is going on. Unfortunately, this is what's going on. Apparently there's some patriarchal issues. Also, remember when this band was your entire life?

^ click Matson Jones(everyfuckingday)

Go listen to them, because you'll probably never have the chance to see them live again. And maybe now that you're not sixteen you'll appreciate more than just the danciness of them. Wouldn't it be nice to see and hear something so new again?Surprise us Colorado.

Dust everywhere.

It has been the longest weekend. There are no stories. No anything. Just sleep. But some manic idiot savant was throwing box cutters at me just trying to get at my face, and he didn't understand that that's not how you play the game. Straight out of a horror film. The past three nights are just horror movies. One hundred percent. And all of it comes from these two gentlemen.

< click Hammock

They do a wonderful job of terrifying the shit out of you if you're into that. You'd think that beautiful music would make beautiful sleep. Not always true. Granted there's always outside factors, but three days and three nights of them always ends with the same heinous dreams. It's worth a shot to see if it's universal.

Pools again.

click^ Helios (once a week)

Oh man, we had to babysit last night. But her mother was sitting right next to us, just saying you're doing this this and this wrong. That little girl was so strong too. Multiple times she hugged me around the center and pushed all the breath out of my lungs, and once I swear I heard a crack. And more pools, this one was so cloudy, couldn't see in it, so they put speakers so that everything could be heard, and you didn't need to see. A generally panicky feeling. Abandoned islands, discontent, resentment. But good for reflection.

Bears in pools.

click^ Talkdemonic (use sparingly)

Sedated a bear and helped deliver. That and we missed the swim meet, but it's alright. Then death threats. Recommended for entertainment. Wonderful images, cohesive. Also, she's damn pretty.

Gets it

Today we ran into an old friend, at a new friends house. He was whithered and long faced. When we hugged him, his bones cracked and hair grew. He ended insane with no condolences.

Yes please.

Brightly

I wouldn't be so self indulgent that I'd simply paraphrase myself here. Instead, welcome brightly. You are here, and someone is beaming.