hallwaysalways

IS THERE ANYONE OUT THERE?

someone had asked about k and b, and b was just going to say that k came and kidnapped b once, after which b quickly developed stockholm syndrome—and proceeded to run away.

and faster, faster, fast b ran until b found a place to call home—k’s a shaman you know, she must have put blood in his coffee—one day. b’d try to make more sense of this, if there was any sense to make—you’d be better off asking k herself, b’ll fuck the words up.

b just got out of jail, lawmen know that he did it.