It is too much, too close to death, life. I must learn to accept the tightrope.
YAAAAAS DRAG HA FOR FILTH MISS NICOLE
I was never brave enough to dress this way in high school, but her body language is causing a physical reaction of familiarity in me.
"Holy mother of Mary Shelley!"
"What the Tolkien?"
"By Victor Hugo’s spare underpants!"
"Jesus, Mary and Joseph Conrad!"
"Pardon my Molière, but I don’t give a Faulkner."
Thank you supernatural fandom
that’s fucking hardcore