sometimes I see shiny things like this
or this
and instead of admiring them the ghosts of my protestant ancestors possess me and I think shit like ‘well that’s just a little too much’
my ancestor Pain Wilhelmina Smith wacks a stick around my brain like ‘you like that Catholic shit? you gonna pay indulgences for that, huh? punk? get yee to a single room log cabin and PRAY’
anyway, my room is absolutely bare and buying a piece of clothing for over 20 dollars pains me
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◇ Scolipede appreciation post ◇
look
at
this
BABY!!!
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