Let’s just fucking end it,” said Robert.
The idea arrived out of nowhere.
Words just… formed, disconnected from everything else.
He thought for a second, then steered towards some oncoming traffic.
Tracy’s eyes watered.
“Okay,” she said.
And she covered her eyes.

rabbit guro. 17. austin. oblivion. shaved cat.  beached whale. female chauvinist. insomnia. broken ribs. nauseous and nervous. bloody floors. broken windows. thigh gaps. nosebleeds. lyfe’s a beach.