“We’re so distracted by how things end, we usually forget how beautiful the beginning was.”— Lamiya Waheed
I just slipped hard in the horse pasture. Lying on the ground in the snow, wind knocked out of me, I see Pinkman take off towards the house like sewer rat Lassie. Wow, I think to myself, what an incredible animal! She is going to bring me help! I am so lucky to have her!
A minute later Pinkman returns. She places a tiny tennis ball in my actively bleeding hand, and prances beside me begging me to throw it as I drag my wretched flesh prison back up to the house alone.
See how fast I move next time you get your head stuck in the dishwasher rack, PINKMAN
(via oknope)










