Accidentally cultivated an air of mystery and intrigue by disappearing from my social circle from February to May every single year in order to go insane inside my house
One week post Georgie rescue and he genuinely would crawl inside of my skin if it were possible. He is draining the life out of me day by day. I love him
The Hansen story is such a nightmarish, perverse artifact of its age of mass media that any truthful telling would be like a modern Videodrome and there's no way-- ah. I see.