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oh yeah? name 3 mantras

oh nirvana how i love you

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so i know tumblr is kinda just like screaming into the void as is but hello i am acoustov i am an idiot. this is my first post. i'm a guitar man that makes the little strum strum bang bang music. i wanna fucking die like anyone else.

please follow my band @deafracoons on this accursed app. all ye who see this are compelled.

we're like if queens of the stone age had a shit singer

he's trying to repress his feelings for his battle brothers

Source @Baalbuddy

man i hate this shit i get so paranoid so easily. why can't i just be normal abt this one specific name

girlfriend shawarma??

i had gf shawarma for the first time :O

sock day in feet season

#hello

so i guess i'm in a love triangle? gonna kms, will probably rb with elaboration later

here’s the thing about being a person that interacts with warhammer a lot. there is an almost rapid desensitization to the aesthetics, grimness and darkness of it. the scale of things becomes increasingly normal to you. this makes a huge majority of the mainstream things that attempt to be edgy, dark, baroque and ritualistic extremely hard to be impressed by. this has nothing to do with whether something is good or not, mind you. Then this continues within the universe. Few things cause true wonder anymore. I simply find that over time, I no longer see the skulls, the combat churches on wheels, the blowing up entire planets over a couple of cultists, etc. It becomes background information with zero shock value.

what I’m trying to say here is that it takes a real hell of a line to punch me right out of that comfort zone and sense of familiarity, and nothing has ever been as effective as this line from Dan Abnett’s The End and The Death: