It’s one of those nights.
Yeah. I’ll be attending Between the Worlds. I won’t be at coph nia.
The state of my facial hair is usually a good indication of both the intensity and length of my manic/depressive cycles. It generally tends to be longer during happier states, meticulously styled during manic states, and unkempt prior to depressed states. The severity of the dips is typically measured by the length and style after a trim. After trimming, I generally feel more at peace, albeit, usually more detached from my spiritual self.
"There’s a cure?!" asked the girl that kills everything she touches.
"Hey shut up we’re perf" replied the girl that makes clouds.
Always reblog Simon & Garfunkel accompanying first world problems.
So, it’s Friday 13. There’s a full moon that hasn’t happened in a hundred years. Also, an X class solar flare could send a shockwave that could disrupt telecommunications for minutes.
Yay days with ridiculous amounts of cosmic events.