It scares me how hard it is to remember life before you. I can’t even make the comparisons anymore, because my memories of that time have all the depth of a photograph. It seems foolish to play games of better and worse. It’s simply a matter of is and is no longer.
I always manage to get cut by glass at work & I hate it. Now I have to wear a glove all night
that was the hardest ive laughed in so longg
Stop Victim Blaming campaign poster series.
Fuck yeah, may I take your hat sir?