We’re almost here again.
I swear we spent most afternoons, somewhere in the act, we were part of something ours and ours alone. Anywhere was home.
This chi-weenie hates me.
He freaks out when I come near him and when he does let me hold him, he shakes. I don’t know why, it makes me sad. ):
You’re just a black cat with a black backpack full of all your worst and you’re gonna burn this city down right now.
(via orgasm4atl)
There’s really only reason why I posted this picture.
