Three Rings for the Elven-kings under the sky, Seven for the Dwarf-lords in halls of stone, Nine for Mortal Men, doomed to die, One for the Dark Lord on his dark throne Four for you, Glenn Coco! You go, Glenn Coco. And none for Gretchen Wieners, bye
I’m on medication that can make me spacey af, which can be a problem when I’m driving–like yesterday, for example, when my best friend was trying to help me avoid a pothole
he said “to the left,” and I just mumbled “take it back now y'all” and hit the pothole straight on
“I was a son. A brother, a younger brother, and I had an older brother who I loved. Idolized, in fact. And one day I went to him, and I begged him to stand with me. And Michael… Michael turned on me. Called me a freak, a monster. And then he beat me down, all because I was different…”
Archangel Series: Michael, Lucifer, Raphael and Gabriel
