slurred words
Send “slurred words” to hear my muse describe yours whilst ridiculously drunk.
“Okay.. so like... fuck... Listen... you are like.. my favorite horseman. You’re the fucking Calavera Catrina, like... La catrina del calavera maldita de mi infancia y como recuerdo haber pequeñas muñecas de usted y sólo .. que le dejaría en la tumba de mi abuelo porque él siempre bromeaba que eras una mujer picante y sólo .....
“But like.. yeah.. so.. Adam an’ eve.. like... Funniest fucking names for the end of the world, right? I mean... First man an’ woman bringin’ th’ end of th’ world? Like... Lost my shit when I first heard their names from mister feather-ears. “
“Like... I remember... seeing them.. and they’re so... young.. and they have two darlin’ kids and i jsut remember seeing them as young kids and like.. I met adam a few times.. a long time ago when he was friends wi’ my daughter... sorta. .. Not sure if they were friends or enemies, but like.. I was wary.. but he’s a good dude, most of th’ time.. and Eve... gods.. She’s pretty and there’s fire in her that could burn the world and i Just... I don’t even know how to talk to her man... Don’t know how t’ talk to either of them.. They seem okay, for like... immortal spirits who could probably end all that I love in like.. five minutes.. so like... fuck man... They seem a’ight...”