Anger—is just the manifestation of fear, at its breaking point.

Why doesn't the tooth fairy just dig up dead people if they need teeth so badly?

Abby still doesn't know how to play with dolls, but she can still appreciate them. Her favorite is named Bigfoot Larry...and he's always got...a certain charming nature about his face... Probably because Abigail keeps throwing him at walls.

((Lev's story from Abigail's perspective is so sad, I can't even.

Grandpa Row Row? I found this doll in the woods and it whispers secrets to me. :)

Abby feels like death. Too much time out in that heat. Maybe she has heat stroke. The toddler is curled up on the floor. Pail, clammy, and lightly whimpering. Too weak to move.

I don't like wearing dresses. Its harder to commit crimes in dresses.

((I'm officially on the waiting list for surgery! 🎉 Its a really shitty surgery, 6-8 months recovery, but I'm just hoping that it will fix my leg.

((It is really weird to think about the fact that I'm paying two random dudes to cut open my leg, saw off my bone, then screw it back on.

Abby is eating her medical documents, from her appendix removal.

Gods, its so dark and I don't like the way the wind howls through the trees. I want to come home.

Be the horrifying lore of your family's lineage

I don't know if we're monsters, or just a couple of unlucky bastards.

(( So sorry for the inactivity. Ive been battling a terrible sickness, which seems to be a combination of COVID and an Influenza-like virus. The doctors don't know what it is and there is nothing they can do. Im being monitored closely by like 3 docs, every few days, so🤞

((I apologize for not being on as much. As some of you know I had a pretty brutal surgery less than 2 weeks ago. I am also writing alot more on discord these days.

Godhood is just like girlhood: a begging to be believed.

There's this thing about Leon, which has always interested me. He died in 1915...crawled out of the dirt, just as he was, the day the war killed him.

((New(ish) OC dropped, find my sad boi Leon over on Lev's account.)

Twas the eve before Christmas eve, when the 100 year old body crawled out of its grave. Of course Abigail knew. All the Gods did....another was birthed from the earth.

Merry crisis (: