little my mad fat diary things: rae + sass
HIDING UNDER HIS HOODIE.
“…and I started to cry again, realizing that it must be changing him, too, this man who was kind enough to be a soul but strong as only a human could be.”
Okay, so, the chickens are doing some kind of festival dance around the baby. I think they’re going to sacrifice it to the chicken lord.
makin my way downtown, walking fast, faces pass, and I’m home bound….