Sometimes I like to smear myself in chicken grease and pretend I'm a newborn hen, fresh from the egg. I do this on the summer solstice to represent the rebirth of my people.

Hows it goin?

The names, Foster... 💀

Im a Demon, Sent from the wastlands of the Glowing Sea, where we were cast out, and through disaster and devostation, we lost our innocense. It is in that moment, that feeling, the feeling of powerlessness. It is in that feeling where good men, turn cruel. I on the other hand, know this feeling, and will do everything in my power, to make sure no man must bere that feeling, alone.

So step up, if you want to get burn't 🔥

"This cosmic dance of bursting decadence and withheld permissions twists all our arms collectively, but if sweetness can win, and it can, then I'll still be here tomorrow, to high five you yesterday my friend. Peace" - The Tart Toater

Now ♥♥♥♥ off