Sometimes multiple shits get real in a somewhat overwhelming and suspiciously synchronized manner. Like when your professional life grinds away at your marrow then your social life punches you in the vital organs and finally your home life bites your head clean off your shoulders in a decadent grand finale.
i like my body when it is with your body. it is so quite a new thing. muscles...– e.e. cummings (via coldandpale)