Sirens, screams, cries is all I heard around me. My vision blurs with tears glazing over my eyes. This was not how I was expecting the night to go. It started with a broken down motel room and a hangover; now here I am laid out old the cold wet grass with nothing but pain all over. Hi my name's Viola and heres how I fucked my life up.

march nineteen eighty-three 𝙘𝙪𝙧𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙡𝙮 𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙙𝙚𝙚𝙥 𝙧𝙚𝙫𝙞𝙨𝙞𝙤𝙣. 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙨𝙩 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙞𝙨 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙣𝙤𝙬 :) "𝐎𝐮𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐲 𝐨𝐰𝐧, 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐲 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐞" In which teenage Stevie finds the success of her bestfriend's band drives them further apart - and her massive, insatiable crush of course. horror movies, comic books, vhs tapes, midnight waffle house runs, action figures, the 80s & thrash metal