squeezing my pussy and concentrating all the microplastics in my body to print a perfect tiny figurine of a fruit bat
no Anakin it is not applicable to all the sand stuck in your body
…this is a tangent off the original concept of the post, but the brutal clarity of 5 a.m. on a winter morning has brought out a terrible and shining thought
… computer chips are made from silicon, and silicon is made from sand
Anakin’s fate was to become that which he most deeply hated
Like Jesus Christ fleeing his expected place in the family carpentry business to be a traveling prophet, and yet swallowed by inescapable Fate into a demise made from wood and nails
