fite for my honor, and whoever doesn’t die gets my love.
i am the most obnoxious person i know
no you are a saint for making this thank you

Beings of myth; Medusa
“…upon that perfect countenance was the mark of eternal pain, of deathless agony and suffering past words… in the wide eyes seemed yet to lurk the flame of an unquenchable fire; while around the fair brows, in place of hair, curled and coiled the stark bodies of venomous serpents.”
― Gertrude Bacon