nedlohyelac: I really wish I could go to California. Get yerself a bike and follow me.
He tossed the blue pack into the garbage bin, his splitting headache and burning throat imploring him to make that his last cigarette. He made a pact with his aching lungs, but they all knew it was a lie. He secretly hoped he might get mugged or kidnapped or something; secretly hoping for some life-changing event to be thrust upon him so he didn’t have to do it himself. Nothing pushed him...
Tumblr, please settle a dispute:
2001 Subaru Impreza Outback Sport or 2000 Nissan Altima?
rings-of-flowers-round-your-eyes: so quiet in my room that I can hear my watch ticking
I know there is a hollow; I need to fill it with a draught of all the words that I won’t say…