The doors are heavy, but silent. Inside, there are restrooms, as well as a welcome desk with pristine brochures on the city.
General Info
I made this website to be half-art, half-shout-to-the-void. I'll be updating it occasionally, but it's mostly a side project. Part-real, part-fantasy, in a mix that might not be 50/50. I do hope you enjoy...
Triggers/Tags/Warnings
Triggers and Sensitive Subjects Include But Are NOT LIMITED TO:
- Unreality
- Abuse of Any Type
- Incest
- Sexual Violence
Was That God In The Grocery Store?
Was he queer in every sense of the word, and in an unclear conglomeration (in multiple senses of the phrase)? Was his relationship with his femininity easily described as "Needs Improvement", while his relationship to his masculinity seemed to be largely considered similar to the relationship in fresh divorcees with a child between them? Was he unfazed by being the only other resident out of their home, in a way that seemed less about disregard for safety, and more born from a beautiful and obtuse ignorance from one wholly unaffected? Or maybe, affected so severely, that recovery has long since faded from his dreams? If all of these sound True...