happy "Kristoph gets his ass sent to prison" eve everybody

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happy "Kristoph gets his ass sent to prison" eve everybody
isn't she but your reflection
chant sacré, 1899 • émile joachim constant puyo
Louise Glück, from a poem titled "Vespers," featured in The Wild Iris: Poems, originally published in 1992
Louise Glück, from "Vespers" in Poems 1962-2012
Pater jumping the line as Vespers go down be like
ANOTHER CUP
but genderbend(except v.vi) Vesper squad
It's been over a year since I finished everything AC6 had to offer, but it still consumes my thoughts entirely. I imagine the characters and how they'd react to every situation I'm in. Even on vacation I cannot escape the thoughts.
Iguazu trying to hide his fear of flying. 621 driving along the islands while listening to vaporwave. Walter finally taking a day off and relaxing for once on the beach. Michigan at a restaurant charming an apprehensive stray cat to let him pet it. Carla at a gun show explaining how all the different guns work. Snail freaking out over a rental car that smells like feet and old cheese. Ayre getting super excited to see dolphins. Red geeking out when the navy pilots fly over the beach. Pater somehow getting a nasty sunburn despite using sunblock. Redguns vs Vespers beach volleyball. Rusty in a Publix.
This game is my black mold.
All that glitters remains forever