#killyourdarlings

can everybody please send me one dollar so I can open a second hand bookshop in a dark laneway where books are piled to the ceiling around squashy armchairs adorned with threadbare cushions and several sleeping cats that rub against peoples legs as they browse the dark wooden shelves for hours to escape the rain that gently pelts the windows? Thank you x

Oh, I miss you even though you don’t exist.