yesterday destroys the disgusting today

quality: common
necromantic summoning of towel-swans: ⭐️⭐️⭐️☆☆
crunch of angel wings: ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️☆
explosive power of dummy grenades: ⭐️☆☆☆☆

everything is mixed up: sometimes life feels less like a sequence of interconnected situations and more like a dumb, shuffled, structureless mess you’re forced to play along with just to stay sane — it’s so strange how everyone around is so firmly convinced that red is a color, that their pets love them, that after today comes tomorrow