
Welcome to our weekend swooning binge peppered with incoherent in-joke blog posts interspersed with in-depth and hilarious analyses!
Twilight Discussion Hour. Hours. Whatever
Time passes. Even when it seems impossible. Even when each tick of the second hand aches like the pulse of blood behind a bruise. It passes unevenly, in strange lurches and dragging lulls, but pass it does. Even for me.