post #300

This is the doom of the Makers—their Daemon lives in their pen.
If he be absent or sleeping, they are even as other men.
But if he be utterly present, and they swerve not from his behest,
The word that he gives shall continue, whether in earnest or jest.

if i were to get a tattoo it would be this in black and red ink across my fucking forehead.  (maybe grow out the bangs?!)

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