The year is 2052 and Hannibal is in his death bed. He motions Crawford to come closer. He whispers: “I’m the Chesapeake Ripper…”
He passes on.
Crawford cries a single tear. He says: “He was the greatest Cheese Cake Flipper I ever knew…”
i am the world’s best dragon slayer. you ever seen a dragon round here? no? you’re welcome.
"not everyone has to be included all the time" says the person who is always included
im literally always looking at my reflection not because im conceited but because i just think it feels kind strange to have a physical form and im constantly trying to process who and what i am
exchanging grammatically correct emails with adults is the most uncomfortable form of human interaction in existence