published on: 2014-05-12 12:45:15
apervertedthought: Curves.
apervertedthought: “Come here, son. Your father constantly
apervertedthought: “Oh I have to close these shades baby,
apervertedthought: Whenever my anxiety got the best of me, when
apervertedthought: “The world is a fucked up place, baby,
apervertedthought: I’m on the edge of your world.