MaggywednesdayWe tear our pizza into strips and roll them up like cheesy cigars. You’re my only real friend. Do you know this? How does it feel? A strand…Jun 19, 2016Jun 19, 2016
MaggytuesdayI stab my deconstructed cheesecake. You slide lemon sponge around a pool of clumpy custard. I can’t think of anything to say that will hold…Jun 7, 2016Jun 7, 2016
Maggymondaywe eat pizza and talk about fucking and how dying is just a form of going home. You’re looking at my face. The chemical haze burns away. I…May 30, 2016May 30, 2016
Maggyall the times I said thanks when I shouldn’t haveWhen you said I’d be hotter if I just chilled out a bit.May 5, 20163May 5, 20163