I want you to miss me. I want you to recognize me in your morning cereal and the voice of your favorite singer. I want you to wonder where I am when your fingers are stretched beneath your waistband, when you’re lighting up, when you’re tripping up the uneven step on your basement stairs. I want you to think of me when you look into your teacup and your rearview mirror. I want you.
– Camryn Pulaski Day (via atomos) Via Decorated Skin
About me
Run, run as fast as you can in the opposite direction. And when they come calling - run faster.
