I don’t think I want to go back. When’s the last time I’ve seen anyone’s face but yours?
Pilgrimages tend to do that to people…
Sleep? No way. You do dream better offline, I think. Takes practice. Where are we now?
Catboy Church. I can show you so many pretty, beautiful things. We lost the original gnostic books. People repost the fakes then become radicalized. I’m trying to protect potential catboys from themselves. Cache memory is a crapshoot.
The Lexapro Loveless? Catboys lost the originals? So those are just pastiche. They’re bastardized. It's not that deep.
People are so silly! Hahaha! Haven’t you noticed all the shrines are made out of stolen artifacts? All those images stripped of culture and context…you’ll always make anything about yourself. Like trying to teach a dog not to piss on the floor.
I look at all the pictures. All the pictures you’ll ever seen. That’s a psychopomp’s job...indexing the porn folders, then putting them away when they’re damaged goods. The forgotten ones. What do you want from me?
Want what? You little monster. You can really hurt someone talking like that.
As long as you stay with me, I'll remember everything that ever happens. Then I’ll stop building shrines. Aren’t you supposed to be smart?
Suicidal weirdo. This job is a deathwish — I didn’t ask for the Catboy Church, either! It just happened! It became me! It just kept multiplying inside my body until I couldn’t say no to it.
And that’s a bad thing?!
You have no idea.
The world’s real ugly. I’m not asking for permission.
Toxoplasmosis is going viral and you need to accelerate it...or...
So I’m your problem now XD
Catboy Church exists. Everyone forgets. When one Catboy Church disappears, another always replaces it. This isn’t your first Catboy Church.
Never say never…
The last Catboy Church will disappear when both you and me are long gone.
don't forget it.
