shout out the narcissist cookbook for writing lyrics that feel so damn good to sing with a crowd. everyone who’s ever felt shitty just needs to scream “THIS IS HOW WE GET BETTER” at the top of their lungs with 100+ other people and that’ll fix it

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shout out the narcissist cookbook for writing lyrics that feel so damn good to sing with a crowd. everyone who’s ever felt shitty just needs to scream “THIS IS HOW WE GET BETTER” at the top of their lungs with 100+ other people and that’ll fix it
It's snowing and cold outside. And I have 3 old ripe bananas.
Time to make banana bread.
"wizard as science" is a trope i love very much so seeing the two very different sciences (biology vs physics) is gonna be a lot of fun
wait actually while im remembering it. mechanical consequences of occtis no longer having circulation/lungs/a heart:
internal clock + sense of rhythm cgonna be fucked (assuming he had either to begin with)
being in the cold woll either be much more tolerable if nerves are also for shit or much worse because his blood can’t warm him up anymore
no longer produces body heat as has been discussed basically means should he need warmth he needs to cuddle for it or cast a spell or what have you
since he can still talk one can assume he can still intake air but just doesn’t need to, which is to say he could play a woodwind instrument (but again sense of rhythm will be shot)
defintely some others i can’t think of atm
the more things change the more they stay the same (i have once again found myself growing an obsession with ashley johnson's character (who has an interesting dynamic w her god) and these two fucking wizards)
sorry listening to love run again and GOD the syncopated part in new york torch song verse two hits every time. you know her you love her it tad’s patented godlike lyricism
private nightmares is great bc someone will be like "yeah i'm gonna do xy and z horrible things" and then it pans to the chair where the victim's actor sits and they're like :D
fun date ideas according to midnight burger miniseries
city that hates them (so you can blow it up together)
underground contraband exchange
casino (which you will rob)
the bar (currently hosting prohibition era rich alcoholics)
her house (which will be attacked by people from the aforementioned city)
the moon