Hi there! Do you like the creeping sensation of having made a huge, life-ruining mistake that haunts you nightly, rearranges your furniture, makes your cat whisper all kinds of ominous bullshit at midnight, and turns random condiments in your fridge to blood? Because I do not. Please consider buying one or all of these hideously corrupt and dangerous yet still somehow dishwasher and microwave safe handmade ceramic items, and free me from the ongoing nightmare that is having eight of them lurking on my bedroom shelf, chanting ominously and setting intermittent fires.
Signal boosts are appreciated. I really can’t emphasize enough how much I want to sell these.