Her hand gently beckons, she whispers your name—but those who go with her are never the same.
Lost Soul - by Randy Asplund-Faith
I CANT FUCKING BREATHE MY BROTHER HAD TO DO A BIOLOGY PRESENTATION ON BIRDS AND HE HAD TO USE A VIDEO IN HIS PRESENTATION AND HE CHOSE THIS VIDEO BECAUSE HE WAS CONVINCED THIS WAS A REAL BIRD
OH MY GOD
The wizard summons his familiar
"i didnt fall off the turnip truck yesterday, i know what a furry is"
Imagine Danny DeVito, caked in dirt and holding a trowel, emerging from a large hole in your backyard.