Amanda, a radical skunk. On this you find everything I love. Why describe it in a quirky blurb when you can see it in all its glory down below?Questions?
I’m lonely. And I’m lonely in some horribly deep way and for a flash of an instant, I can see just how lonely, and how deep this feeling runs. And it scares the shit out of me to be this lonely because it seems catastrophic. Augusten Burroughs, Dry (via left-nut)
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