baby i can avoid eye contact in ways you’d never fuckin believe
*covered in blood* I'm literally fine guys. im still funny. Would you like to hear a joke Im going to tell you a joke
gives you a thumbs up and sparkle-like effects surround it and i get scared cus it never did that before
wait babe before we move on i need to break every barrel in this room to check for hidden items
I wont lie to you I lost my dual pistols if you see dual pistols anywhere they are mine
So no one told you life was gonna be this way *Phantom of the Opera overture*
"came back wrong" what about Came Back Afraid. You used to be brave. Too brave maybe, defying the odds at every turn, a fighter, cocky, playing with fire, first to throw yourself at the enemy. Until one day it all caught up to you. You came back, somehow, but now you know all too intimately how it feels to lose, to die, to be destroyed. Now you flinch and freeze and cower at the slightest provocation. Who even are you now if you can't be brave? The grave may have let you go, but the mortal fear still grips you tighter than ever.
girls are asking me to "touch the demon inside of them." chill I haven't even had breakfast yet
Freelancing in technical theater means you’re on a lot of different email lists. People need a crew, they send out an email, you respond with your availability. Now, most people start these with things like “hey folks” or “hi everyone”. Neal is not most people.
His openers started off innocent enough.
Then, he started to push boundaries.
And as you can see, it has spiraled out of control since then.