I want to love.
like my first bicycle accident—
before the mouthful of gravel and blood,
I swore we were flying.” —Sierra DeMulder (via passionkillers)
Well I lost my job today. At least now I won’t get taken advantage of, be miserable or have to pretend I give a fuck about their religion.
My phone just told me it was September 2nd 1980. This means one of two things, I have successfully time traveled or my phone is a piece of shit.