Jul 21, 2014 15:54
This one...
Makes me feel like I'm in a Poppy Z. Brite novel.
Sitting by the river together with a bottle of wine and a pack of smokes. Talking about music and comics and art and sex and people and movies and EVERYTHING for hours on end.
I've been following feather trails for weeks.
I found an entire Bluejay this morning.
...trail of breadcrumbs...
...you'll get eaten by witches...