seventeen
What wretched fuckery seizes my pen?
O cursed, cursed brothel, savaging both sanity and dignity with all the glee of an addled vagrant, his pox-ridden, syphilitic mind incapable of the intelligence granted to the most lowly mound of excrement, drying and cracking beneath the harsh, unrelenting light of the sun.
[A pause, as he tries his damnedest to write normally once again]
Woe and alack and shit.
[He gives up, disgusted.]
(ooc: He can't stop swearing. Not even for this.)
O cursed, cursed brothel, savaging both sanity and dignity with all the glee of an addled vagrant, his pox-ridden, syphilitic mind incapable of the intelligence granted to the most lowly mound of excrement, drying and cracking beneath the harsh, unrelenting light of the sun.
[A pause, as he tries his damnedest to write normally once again]
Woe and alack and shit.
[He gives up, disgusted.]
(ooc: He can't stop swearing. Not even for this.)