bless. that this youngling (because that is the only explanation) thinks that this stuff makes them ‘weird’ is so sweet.
if i could choose how i die, i’d die ODing on heroin. fact.
the only reason i don’t kick pigeons is because i worry that people will look at me like i’m evil if i do
i love this so. i’ve often wondered what happens to those old abandoned family kiekies – and why anyone would want them.
the golden thread that used to run through the men in my life