Chunibyo (Chunibesto)

All kindsa stuff going down today... some good, some otherwise. I have been pretending I am a field of sunflowers with wind in them -- gentle waves of stillness and motion; sun and shadow and singing cicada. Will this human form always feel heavy? Not the skin, but the history. Not the bones, but all they imply.


Enough of that shit this is your sporadic Okarin reminder goddamn

Just here to remind you about Okarin