I am limping into a new year again, and I am breathing oxygen. I am pushing up with all the might of This Is How It Should Be, colliding with This Is How It Is. Less boot, more air.
and:I have solved many unsolved mysteries in my mind: the killer is under my bed, the monster is lurking everywhere, chupacabras are very fucking real, but if you shine your flashlight hard enough and walk fast enough, they won’t get you.
and: