pretty words, pretty lights


Erika Moya reading her own words and kind of digging it, though i’m not so much one for poesy these days. Click the link above.

Lying in bed still, being sick and bored and wishing someone was taking care of me, as always, because what’s the point in being sick if no one’s going to try to make you feel better? Anyrate, it’s sunny out, so i may venture past my walls eventually, because it’s a travesty to be ill when the day’s so pretty.

Also digging Molly Gaundry lately and this.

And, of course, Munly and the Lupercalians.

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