Everyone is always screaming and covered in blood.
Ah, winter, a time when it snows almost perpetually and in a matter of weeks there's so much it almost cripples your city financially and spatially as we run out of money to clean shit up and have no idea where to put all this cold ass ice shit.
I'm not sure where all of you folks live, I'm gonna assume you all live in lavish mansions surrounded by beautiful people and sunny skies. You lounge on your 18th century lounging furniture, specifically crafted for lounging. You look down imperiously and sniff disdainfully as you sip your frosty margarita and tell me how my cold and shivering quasi-corpse is disrupting your lounging. I quiver and cry as I try to humbly apologize as I know I'm not deserving of this warmth and joy that radiate out of your perfectly toned bodies like a tree excreting it's valuable oxygen, but I cannot speak. As the ice and snow has stolen my voice. It freezes my speech and hardens my heart to the cruel ravages that are my every waking hour living in this dark and frigid time.
Though snow days are pretty dope.
Yet here in Boston we're being *TRIGGER WARNING! RAPE WARNING* raped by snow storms and it sucks eggs. Though today was pretty nice so I guess maybe I'm being a tad over dramatic. Probably not, but I like to play it on the safe side, so I'll put that little caveat right there. I could be over reacting.
I don't know how often you guys use the internet, but I was MEGA-ACCOMPLISHED today and uploaded just a whole bunch of things on this page (obviously), my tumbler page (surprisingly) and my art page (holy shitting-ly!) So if you're exceedlingly bored/super nice cool dude, you can look at those things! Now!
Hell, I'll even do the footwork for you and just throw up some links so you can peep that shit with BOTH of your seein' balls!
DeviantArt Page: majorbrons.deviantart.com/
(wait, seriously? You're like, already here...okay)
And my state ordered, contractually obligated, vanilla scented reminder of my appearance on Fractured Frequencies for their Fallout Month starting in March. Their special guests will appear every Tuesday, with the show starting at 10pm (est) and continuing for 2 whole hours with the guest speaker coming in for the last hour at 11pm and talking until someone tells them to stop. I'll be there on March 24th and it's my current life's mission to not make their show horrible, so come by and listen to me valiantly struggle to string words together long enough to be interesting/politically correct? and while I can't make promises about that last part I can guarantee you that you'll hear me talk about whatever it is they want to talk to me about. Unless they change their mind. Which according to my mother is impossible because I'm the most smartest and handsomest boy ever.
So we're lookin' pretty good.
Staring Outside And Wondering What Color Looks Like Again