June 2010
1 post
So when I die, I’m going to do that thing where you stare at your body from outside of your body, until they come and take photos and then take your body away. And there I’ll be, left staring at the bloodstains on the patio. Seriously, fuck that asshole.
But then I’ll realize I’m in a tunnel the same color as the sky I left behind, gradients of gray leading to throbbing...
