@abovetoxic
“When I turned, she was gone. Disappeared. Just like that. Her hair of moon strands, eyes of coal. Gone. What she wanted, I don’t know. But her glass remained. Her glass filled halfway with straight bourbon. Lifting up the glass, I held it to the light. I saw where her lips had touched. Instead of a print, I see words. ‘Follow the road.’
I understood now.”
Would anyone be interested in an Art Book?
How’s everyone’s day so far?
“go to sleep!”
“Never, random voice in the distance!”
No but really, I need sleep but... ew.
It’s going ok down here, some scary thunder and a lot of tornado warnings, sorry your legs are ded
@abovetoxic How are things down there with the hurricane? I finally got here to Pennsylvania after fucking eight hours, fuck my life because my fucking legs are dead