i think im in like like with you
filling out a job application
“are you available for a Skype interview?”
a magician asks you to pick a card - any card, in fact. you do. they ask you to put the card back in the pack - anywhere in the pack, in fact. you do. they walk away. ten years later, your wife gives birth to the six of clubs. “is this your card?” the midwife asks, in a familiar voice.
breaking news!!! breaking lamps. breaking everything. i’m so fucking clumsy
I tumblr more than I go outside.