Florist with a Handgun

i am not a good person. whenever i have something good i find this little voice inside me whispering “test it” “push it away” “it will only die, might as well be the one who wrecks it anyway.” i break things. i rip my own happiness apart.

Send “You’re back!” For my muses reaction to yours almost tackling them with a hug after they’ve been gone for a while.

so that’s where cats come from 

good crop this year

@d-d-disgusting

[[TEXT 14:06]] sory, it got busy. 4 is good [[TEXT 14:06]] *sorry [[TEXT 15:38]] of course. ive missed u 2. and pookah 2. should i cook or will you eat away? [[TEXT 18:40]] had to close l8, had a desprate man. come when u like, i’m upstairs, 50649382 will be good until 20 after [[TEXT 18:41]] *desperate