Hello friends welcome to the garbage pit. The name's Ryn. Met The Bog King for my 22nd birthday and im still riding that high 4 years later. They/Them. I'm just a tired writer trying my best. If you want, you can buy me a coffee at
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Brother Gregor never spoke and often spooked the neophytes with his appearance, but he was a gentle soul and a phenomenal cook and knew more ways to prepare a fish than the abbot knew hymns
Do you think ethel cain dated shitty self absorbed men because they never made her confront anything about herself? Like if she spent all her energy catering to their problems and their dreams then that meant she didnt have to spend any time focusing on her own troubles
What are some niche video essays yall are obsessed with i wanna learn the complete history of moonshine or who invented the colors that arent found in nature. Like just the weirder and more obscure the better
In the long con of facial hair, my trans ass is gonna start shaving my tiny baby mustache that you cant hardly see. Then, since hair grows in thicker and darker, i simply shave every so often until i finally start looking like paul mescal from all of us strangers. Its a foolproof plan
one thing i never get tired of in songs is when they include some sounds from the recording booth like a laugh at the end, a ‘was that good?’ or like, the sounds of the guitar being put down, a chair creaking. it’s nice how music can be used as an escape but also something that ties you right back down to earth. it will affect you so deeply & then ur like wow… you just played that. it’s grounding & magical & just one of my fave things ever!