Field Notes from a Murder

micro dosing murder. introducing in order of appearance: lay — mom. ceo of side-eye. relocates exactly six feet away every time jax tests her patience. jax — teenager. professional instigator. screams at me like i personally caused adolescence. frito — dad. the first. my bird. my baby. pulled his own tail feather out and left it on my porch (massively helps with identification) self-appointed king of the highest branch. won him over with fritos which is how he got his name. honored he trusts me with his family. he makes a split second appearance at the top of the tree because he's too cool to for tumblr, duh.

party in the bay baby! let's fucking go!!!

im masturbating to that replay later

sure, I would love that 🖤

"i wanna fucking tear you apart"

bowie might be the only capricorn man i need. (12/28/23). my moon gazing buddy on this cold summer night