and i eat men like air.

Grappling with the idea of temporal permanence, all the while the world is waiting to be saved on the next line.

Our young protagonist is a surprisingly genuine social justice advocate whose dedication to anthropology and sociology converts her naive excitement into bitter, aged acceptance day by day.

She enjoys finding a half smoked camel at the bottom of a pack, movies where the good guy gets ahead, stealing your pleather bomber jacket, and insomnia.

(i got 99 problems and they all bitches)

No more facebook. :(

1. opencontainers said: no more being a decent person let alone being a big sib.
2. nervousconditions said: I saw that. and was sad.
3. gildingthelily said: babushka
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