Bannions: “Tell Me Your Favorite Weird Fact.”The Earth Is Covered In Corpses. We Breathe The Air The Dead Exude, Eat The Food They Nourished With Their Decay, Pour Their Remains Into Our Cars, Wear Them And Sleep On Them. And Then We Call Them Scary
glumshoe: What I say: “I’m touch-starved.” What you think I mean: “I need a hug.” What I truly mean: “I need someone to platonically lie across me with their full weight, crushing my body and providing deep pressure until my errant soul
