that lost hairnet is always stuck on the last barbed wire fence you look.




"when there weren’t any parties, she’d park by the quarry, walk into the woods until she came to a clearing where townies would gather and drink until blackout, smoke cigs till they’re sick, pack bowls, and then pass out."
one for the cutters, the hold steady

3 comments :: that lost hairnet is always stuck on the last barbed wire fence you look.

  1. THAT'S where I left it! Phew.

  2. I like the background. It looks rushed and crazy. But the hairnet is just chillin'

  3. chuckle...