mushroomclown13: me on ellen ellen: so i hear you’re a fan of hozier me: yeah *suddenly, we’re in a damp moonlit forest. dark upturned trees and moss cover the untamed grass. bright red mushrooms sit idly upon dark green logs. the smell of earth and decomposing wood clings to the sticky night air.* me: holy …

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