I was given a bad book.
I cracked it open, threw up in my mouth, and continued on…
I cracked it open, threw up in my mouth, and continued on…
On the flip, if this crazy, magical world that sometimes smells like lavender and always spins is not only real, but points to something even more real than itself, cut me off a slice of that. I want in.
This is what makes Good Friday so freaking good.
“When it comes to death, you have three options,” he explained to me in the fast food franchise…