thinking thoughts like. in heaven love is a distant thing. it's abstract. an angel loves a thing because it exists. they do not care about its existence. love is observation.
like. it's distant! it's cold! it's conditional and you're always being reminded of that. heaven loves as an obligation. it doesn't owe kindness or patience or understanding
4 day weekend after today. im lost to time and space. and im officially in a lotr obsession renaissance after 10-20 years dormancy out here like damn if i could but afford more tattoos rn
the hobbit could have made for a solid 2 movies instead of 3 very bloated ones sadly. i think about that lindsay ellis video series on them a lot, its so wild
one day ill take bilbo to a game and he's just gonna be out the gate like "hey have you seen my 12 Very Annoying dwarves. actually the lack of recognition at '12 very annoying' says everything, never mind, thank you". this is my dream
this could be rp commentary we'll see
ive rly just been dead out here damn
me, pointing at angels and demons: you fucked up is what you did
backtag quest may become "tag amnesty apart from a scant couple of threads thank u all again for bearing with my speeds" quest this fine 4 day weekend
things of normal priority to say to ur friend the traumatized warrior deposed king. this is what hobbiting is all about
today is the day i will sort thru my gmail
when will someone rp bagginshield with me i said over 10 years late to the game and napping instead of tagging