" @klownin / 𝑯𝒂𝒓𝒍𝒆𝒚." 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒈𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒔, albeit ever watchful && prepared. A singular sculpted brow lifts in tandem to regard’s continuity. Hardly concerned with the capability of the other--- the gifted versus the mundane (at face value). Sing true, praise high! The Amazon speaks. Eyes befalling the unfortunate soul tangled in maniacal grasp. “Why do you still parade around and invoke chaos? Are you not emancipated from that clown’s influence?”











