Ernest: student, aspiring failure, noncommittal goth boy, and confirmed neutral shitposter. Talents include taking lines of poetry out of context and making a mockery of the people I admire.

snakecats:

>year of our lord 1347
>visiting farmers market
>luscious maiden doth spy me
>“withhold thyself, brother”
>she come hither to sit beside me
>feel her hand atop my leg
>my flesh doth rise to point heavenward
>she reaches for mine own garments
>mistakenly opens satchel
>pasta cascading outward
>mine countenance whereupon