I just kind of opened up and said, ‘I feel like a rag doll. I have hair and makeup people coming to my house every day and putting me in new, uncomfortable, weird dresses and expensive shoes, and I just shut down and raise my arms up for them to get the dress on, and pout my lips when they need to put the lipstick on.’
Yeah, try not to forget we hit the reset button on a supernatural beacon for supernatural creatures. I think there’s a pretty good chance that things are never going back to normal.
translation: I’m almost at my next thousand!!!!!
Blue the color of our planet from far far away.(requested by oddbug)
What do you know about fear? Fear is for the winter, when the snows fall a hundred feet deep; fear is for the Long Night, when the sun hides for years and children are born and live and die all in darkness. That is the time for fear.