No Rhythm To Guide Our Steps, Only The Clamour Of Our Minds And The Asbestos Polluting Our Lungs. Walz

not afraid to admit...my MUSE

made a little meme :þ

Odysseus: *lying, traveling, stealing, etc*

Hermes, the god of all those things: YOURE DOING AMAZING SWEETIE

Now tell me he wouldn't do that

Bunny Corcoran, an empath, sensing that they are not looking for new ferns.

I think I'm very normal about Chuuya

I Can’t Help But Wonder

Odysseus, who just violently and mercilessly murdered 108 or so men, who claims in the next song that he’s no longer a kind or gentle man, actively listens to Telemachus and kindly and gently responds to everything his son’s expressed.

Telemachus asks, “Am I like you? Am I strong like you? Will you embrace me? Will you love and accept me as yours?” He says, “I’ve felt so alone.”

And Odysseus claims him in a heartbeat, answering, “My son. My boy. My sweetest joy I’ve ever known. I embraced you twenty years ago. I’d do the impossible for you. I’d die for you.” He says, “Seeing the men here today, I can only wonder what you’ve been through for twenty years. My son, you’re already strong. You’re my own. You’re not alone. I’m home.”

And then they fucking embrace.

rip bunny corcoran you would’ve loved overusing the word demure just to piss henry off

Henry and Francis at any given moment

R.I.P Henry Winter you would've loved Apple products and how they successfully led to the exponential increase in mindless consumerism