Stories we share with the skies.
A brief description using some familiar characters about how no one is ever, ever “asking for it”.
SO GOODTHANK YOU
*REBLOGS SO HARD I THINK I BROKE SOMETHING*
I’ve reblogged this before and lost followers for it. So fuck you, I’m reblogging it again.
“Alice is seven. If you need to be told that she isn’t asking for it, seek psychological help immediately.”