Diary entry #6: Shit. Things could not have gone more wrong.
I think I've been in this village for too long, I think I'm starting to hear things now.
All of those I've lost to the cold hands of death, calling out to me.
...Is it the fog?

Made a Max doodle in class

(Me casually forgetting Plurk exists again)

(Go follow gutzandgore RIGHT NYEOW)

(Hazbin Hotel fans, hear me out. What if a sinner could access hell based on the severity of their crimes? A petty thief, for example, would be able to access most of if not all of hell, where as the worst of the worst are confined to the pride ring.)

(If I turn the entire "the fog" thing into a book, what do I name it?)

Diary entry #5: With each passing moment, I come closer to finding out the truth of the fog, of the disappearance
...everything.
-Elliot Hallowes

Diary entry #4: Huh, it's been a while since my last entry, hasn't it. Well, I haven't come across anything too interesting. Nothing bizarre or anything like that. Maybe a mangled corpse here and there, but that's it.
I wonder what happened...
-Elliot Hallowes

(fukouya)

(I read the first two chapters of the omori manga. It is peak)

(I saw the Borderlands movie
It was terrible
I loved it)