Lucy Wood, Weathering Quotes
Memories drifting and piling up quietly, like letters on the doormat of an empty house.
Dogs were like the worst drunks - lunging at crotches then pissing over other people's shoes.
Memories drifting and piling up quietly, like letters on the doormat of an empty house.
Dogs were like the worst drunks - lunging at crotches then pissing over other people's shoes.