hi im wally
he/him or they/them, white, early 30s, nyc area
hosting a small GtS instance for some friends
still tooting from octodon.social/@wally
a lovely harmless monster @[email protected]
We are only like dead walls in which an insect lives and gnaws; or like vaulted graves that, ruined, yield no echo. Oh this gloomy world, in what a shadow or deep pit of darkness doth, skittish and fearful, mankind dwell. I shall make a glass to set all the world on fire upon an instant. I cannot sleep; my pillow is stuffed with a litter of porcupines.