Inscrutable pageantries of absurdity written in penis dribble.
The price they exact.
Formless, ever-darkening depths of threat and dread. Breathe in the distinctly specific qualities of big emotional displays that backfire spectacularly. Slow and deliberate. Incomprehensible in just about every way imaginable. This is your life now.
Humorless curmudgeon. Dandy, vagabond, sexpot to the hilt. A carefully considered complexity creaking under the weight of cutesy heartsick coos and disfigured jelly dongs carousing the delicate swarms of dream-logic ganglia or whatever.
