RICHARD BABE YOU NEED TO STEP YOUR FUCKING GAME UP

YOU CAN’T GET KICKED OUT

I WOULDN’T SURVIVE щ(ಠ益ಠщ)

PAUL WOULDN’T SURVIVE щ(ಠ益ಠщ)

BRITAIN WOULDN’T SURVIVE щ(ಠ益ಠщ)

you are in the other room five steps away
and it makes me want to throw myself out of here
(out of this house
out of my skin
out of this love)

I am thinking of you.
What else can I say?

— Margaret Atwood, from Postcards (via violentwavesofemotion)