A Shell Of A Blog, Devoid Of Its Purpose.

hello mr. serling.

it's glad to meet another mysterious being.

best regards, @miss-yakumos-night-gallery

And a warm welcome to you, Miss Yakumo. Welcome to The Twilight Zone.

a lot of bad bitches are following me... thank u for ur service

Imagine if you will: Myself. but not in the form you see before you, no, but as a butch lesbian

What lies before you is an unfortunate series of events, each of which could have been more and more easily avoid as time passed, the warning signs building up into an unavoidable wall. But instead of being a deterrent, the warnings became a suggestion. A beacon, calling on more unfortunate souls to try this concoction; in the only place where stop is go and yes is no: The Twilight Zone.

peeling those sour rainbow gummy strips into long thin strings and putting them into cheap energy drink to create something im calling battery acid spaghetti will update once ive finished it

What's your favourite thing that has happened in the Twilight Zone

That it was broadcast, for you all to see.

dystopia au where we are all assigned one of two chosen genders at birth

I go to the grocery store, heading straight for the dairy section. Positioning myself in the middle of the milk shelf, I let out one single long, wailing, cheese-curdling scream. Every single carton of fresh dairy product within hearing distance has now been rendered undrinkable. The poor worker whose only task this shift was to keep me out of the store and most importantly away from the dairy at all costs is fired on the spot. I do not linger to bear witness to the grief and destruction I have caused. Knowing that I caused it is enough.

These petty, pointless acts of meaningless evil are the reason that I will not see the kingdom of heaven.