coyote sing along hour
all the things I have left to lose will someday be gone too
back into annihilation
all things must change, maybe it's better off that way
I wish you'd never change
how lucky I ever was to see
the way that you smiled at me
your little moon face looking up at me
one day soon there'll be nothing left of you and me
hey man, what're you tryin' to do to my new RECORD, I just BOUGHT it
trying to remember the definition of the future is that it's unknowable, there are any number of things that can happen and, if I survive, it's entirely possible that bright days AND utter misery are ahead. That said, my C/PTSD broken brain isn't great at seeing there's a long term of any sort, just immediate reasons for jumpiness and of course, a past with the worst bits lost in grinding memory.
Someday, the worst of this will be lost to memory.
Lots of random gunk, but some drawings and cooking talk too. Obsesses about DnD and related topics. Left-leaning/profoundly frustrated politics. Black lives matter; trans rights are human rights.
Occasionally NSFW art and discussion, please do follow if you're 18+.