I have walked alone and the stars have tried to guide me home.
Having a pet is so weird. Like neither of you speak each other’s language and yet you form some strong bond by rubbing against each other and sleeping together and you might accidentally kick them in the face or step on their tail once in a while but at the end of the day you two are best buddies from entirely different species.
I’m not the person you left behind anymore. There’s no one here to miss.
a friend I went to college with started making really cool skull masks
Violent, titillating, labyrinth flashbacks.