Sophia Holtz

we die. that’s always the answer. if things keep up as they do, I’m going to seal the whole world into a jell-o mold, I’m going to run down the street throwing ashes. my uterus will literally leave my body & probably assassinate someone, then we will both retreat to the wildernessas is the way …

I we love the taste of smoke. we fry meat in a shallow pan.keep the fat & render. keep the fat& clean out your mouth. make your tonguean altar to silence. we live in peaceful times. we can stay at home & wait it out.we can watch the fire, & it will stay fire:stay small …