a holiday observed by my first, tiny, very-closed-canon fandom. kinda miss it, should take another look sometime after these two weeks. also, link. (first orwell, now hugo? leave the human race alone, boys.)
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- Alfred Skilton
- sounding brass, tinkling cymbal, not wholly indifferent to maps.
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Selv.piti
sport
rotwoa
offmylawn
current mood: subjunctive
a firm background in remembering
just fyi
i go up the stairs
tuesday
you and that whole friend thing
lists
a basementful of pumpkins
asterisks
pointlessness
edgar allan poe
happybirthday
llf
how's this for poetry fucker
pickles
there is a key
distractions
i'm not complaining you're complaining
let's talk about your future
lolz
mlitbog
annals of depressed men
assumptions
brothers
diacritics
from the drafts folder
schadenfreude
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