Tearjerky's little desk

Bits and pieces of Figgy's life. Or what she tries to make of it, at least. Leave your shoes by the door and let her know how you like your tea. Want to walk somewhere with her? As long as it's not too hot. Scraped yourself on the way here? She always carries band-aids in her tiny emergency kit. Need a hug? Maybe after you've been friends for 10 years. Or after she's downed 10 shots.



Everything eats and is eaten.

TIME IS FED.

Make yourself comfortable. Can I bum a cigarette? My memory is foggy. I don't remember things as they are happening. I have to list down the things I love to remind myself I am capable of it.