March 19th, 2014


"I'll take your breath away. And, after, I'd wipe away the tears."

Fuck this winter, and fuck this place.

I seem to have reached the point where going outside from longer than a few minutes sets me on a steep downward spiral of severe anxiety and anger and depression. And inside this box the air is feverish rubbing alcohol.

Yesterday's stale Hell:

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Last night and this afternoon we watched the entirety of the first season of True Detective, but I'll write about it tomorrow. Mostly, I just needed to get the day's photo up.

Aunt Beast