my mom told me that in high school she use to get boyfriends at the beginning of February so they had enough time to get her a valentines day gift and then break up with them the day after and just keep the gift and one day she told her parents about it and they made her keep her boyfriend at least until the end of February and so she did and that boy is now my dad
i love when authors title their chapters and you wonder why the author named the chapter that. either you see why during the chapter or you don’t. it makes me feel smart when i figure it out. and even if that chapter title didn’t make sense with the chapter, i like to think that it adds up to a message at the end of the book.
not all men
are as addicted to carpet as i am. i rub different textures of carpet all over my body. i smell the fresh new carpet smell and feel myself get excited. i work day and night to collect different types of carpet from wherever i am. i sleep with a carpet pillow i have made by hand. i wrap myself in a cocoon of carpet and feel myself merge into the fabric, becoming one…
You could’ve reblogged that from me
Eat up. We’ve got work to do.
has this been done already?