camped with Mac and Achilles one night in the Sierras and Mac says something along the lines of “oh, I attached myself to Achilles against his will because I’m afraid of being alone” and Achilles grunts something like “nngmf” and it was the funniest most honest thing I’d heard in a long time
when I walk, there will be no // speculation, no act to follow // and my words, they will be strong // find your way; feel free to come [No Nostalgia]












