black mambas probably have my least favorite faces because an animal that venomous should not be making a face like it’s thinking of a joke that it’s the only one in on
me, the eldest sibling in a fairy tale: hey idiots, watch me own the hell out of the Devil. I’m gonna be so good at it
me, ten days later, draped over my youngest sibling’s shoulder like a sack of potatoes as they saunter out of Hell: I will admit that mistakes were made.