judas was creepy as fuck
Personal space, Judas. It’s a thing.
"…Judas, we’ve talked about this."
"if i dont make eye contact he isnt there"
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of being and ideal grace.
I love thee to the level of every day’s
Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.