I cannot listen to this enough.
"Y'all, I feel like she's 37 years old wearing 51 (badly), dying inside (like certain kinds of dances around fires) to speak through you, a forest, if you weren't so taken with sparks."
And I can finally see my kneecap, and it's where it's supposed to be. So that's good.
But it means I have to go back to work.
Shit.
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"The Dante of DmC is a young man discovering and coming to terms with what it means to be the child of a demon and an angel."
child of a demon and an angel
a demon and an angel
demon and an angel
A fucking half-breed, really?! That's all you can fucking muster after ruining what w