i don't know what horrendous creature first came up with the idea of a weekend's worth of fleamarketing and car-boots about the region but i want them to know they created a hell so specifically tailored to me the devil himself could not do better
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If you bought our Rune Eggs recently, you've probably seen these, and now you can acquire them!
Glossy weather-proof vinyl stickers, measures 4 cm x 4 cm (1.5 in x 1.5 in) and comes in a pack of four for 40 SEK (around 3.40€/$3.90)
Avaliable at our Thursday drop and onward!
when i am old, help me out to the linden trees /
rub clove oil on my neck, be careful with the bucket hat for my bald and too-large head /
leave me adrift in that ocean of honey and vanilla, buoyed by a thousand thousand passion-drunk honeybee wingbeats
are there any actual *good* horror books that take place on oil rigs? between DREDGE's dlc and STILL WAKES THE DEEP i'm left with a hankerin', but the setup seems to be the platform for more half-baked creature features than anything else.
hey guys remember the other week when i learned about Guillain-Barré syndrome and correctly identified it as the thing that drove me to the emergency room and neurologist after catching the very mildest of covids in 2021?
A huge study of #LongCovid in South Korea and Japan
shows a pronounced increase of Guillain-Barré syndrome, cognitive deficit, insomnia, anxiety disorder, encephalitis, ischemic stroke and mood disorder. Reduced by vaccination
nature.com/articles/s41...
i'm no snitch but my guy, your huge van has been standing here running for almost ten minutes: JUST GO THE REMAINING TEN FEET INTO YOUR DRIVE WAY I KNOW WHERE YOU LIVE
I want shorter games with worse graphics made by people who are haunted by ghosts of their own making. I want terrible games made by people who pray for the asteroid to come. I want absolutely unplayable dogshit that leaks out of the ground like hatred leaking upward out of hell
we've reached "the wet towel stays on the head regardless of activity" levels of heat over the course of mere hours. please take care of yourselves out there, fellow scandies
i had a morning shower and *two* peanut butter toasts and now i'm sitting alone in the sun on a bench on my way to work >:o i wish i was a morning person!
whenever i see jana post i can't help but think about the story in which your girlfriend is dissolving everything into angel spirals through your body, but specifically the scene where you go to the supermarket and turns out the world is somehow a hostile liquification of reality