There’s a thunderstorm going on outside and every Romantic bone in my frantic little body wants to go outside and get soaked to the skin, there’s something so enormous and vital about being wet through with rain, or swimming in the sea, or leaning against a high wind. I was definitely put on this earth to die of consumption before the age of 25
So I’ve left home, running away from my abusive mother. I’m staying with a friend and applying for jobs every day. It costs me $15 to get to uni and back every day from where I am. (It would be cheaper but my mother tracked me down at the last place I was staying). I’m just trying to survive until someone hires me, so I’m asking that if anybody is able to and willing to donate, please consider it. My PayPal is here.