When Nights Are Dulled by theimmortalgoon on February 7, 2017 in Dissoluteness, The Willing Destruction of Self Belief • 2 Comments Much of this has become redundant and may be replaced later.
I love these posts. I’ve been enjoying the cookies too. oooooooooooooooooooooo
Best line- “As the warm healthy effect of whiskey reinvigorated me, I could see the agitators, liars, fanatics, and perverts in the the decaying house around me.”