caligulasAquarium: they wwere all laughin an callin me a hipster
caligulasAquarium: an at first i wwas just like wwhatevver
caligulasAquarium: but they wwouldnt shut up
caligulasAquarium: so then i evviscerated their lusii
caligulasAquarium: cod i fuckin hate land-dwwellers
seahorseDad: Your life is very difficult, son.
caligulasAquarium: i knoww rightHehehe, oh Eridan. You
Happy Birthday, Oscar Wilde.
October 16, 1854 - November 30, 1900
“Words! Mere words! How terrible they were! How clear, and vivid, and cruel! One could not escape from them. And yet what a subtle magic there was in them! They seemed to be able to give a plastic form to formless things, and to have a music of their own as sweet as that of viol or of lute. Mere words! Was there anything so real as words?”
— Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray