god’s favourite boy

I wouldn’t say any of this now, because it’s too real, it’s all sex dogs fucking kittens until it actually happens, and you don’t get that job, you just get to be the unattainable, psychic porn actress, for an old man that’s spent his life pondering lawn features. ITC Avant Garde.

The density of the fog increased as you went up, visibility slowly petered out, on the sloping glen I looked out to see a white farmhouse backed by a tree line that vanished into pure nothingness. The more you know the less you know, type of thing. Two little school age girls pass me as…