I spend most of my time behind a lens.
I reside in Northern Michigan.
I'm a sucker for anything acoustic.
I swear like a fucking sailor.
I got a soft spot for all things weird.
I need coffee and cigarettes to function.
My mind's always in the gutter.
I love hip bones.
I have an infatuation with the moon
I had learned early to assume something dark and lethal hidden at the heart of anything I loved. When I couldn’t find it, I responded, bewildered and wary, in the only way I knew how: by planting it there myself.
From In the Woods by Tana French (via felicefawn)