It took fifteen seconds for me to shut my eyes and smile that smile you only smile when your entire fucking body needed a smile. The smile that's the equivalent of the emotional rinse you so fucking sorely fucking needed.
Holy shitspits on a pile of shit that's gradually warming whatever it is that's on the spit itself, Marina Quaisse, whoever the Fuck you are, you've just cleansed me of a day where I wasn't sure I could completely shake some seriously emotional weight.
I bow. AND I JUST GRABBED THE PROMO OF THE NEW ALBUM, The Legend of Sirena.
HOLY BALLS ON A PAIR OF LEFT HANDED SCISSORS, Phonosaurus just WANT ME TO BE NAKED ALL THE TIMES. SINNERS!