Fascism is old. Witchcraft is ancient.
recently went on a trip to Baguio for the 2025 Ren Faire and it was ultimately a joy. my fucking knees could really fuck off, though tbf the venue was the worst and i wish they had done it all in the woods instead because what the fuck was that. good thing i had brought my flats with me. ffs the boots i really wanted to wear were like torture devices. was so happy how our costumes had come together well. especially for day 2.
was walking back from purchasing trinkets when I spotted L who i used to work and go to church with. we were understandably close after agreeing to the fact that we were very different people. it was so nice seeing her again today. there's a pleasure in seeing someone after an absolute while and the glee gained after smiles.
leucandil is my rebellion against social media platforms so fuck those little icons at the bottom (can't figure out how to remove them). i've grown tired of them and the rotting they keep around. plus, my laptop needs another purpose other than slave for me and my workload.
this is the start, then.