I really enjoy the implication of caution tape spattered with blood. It’s like that the cops were called for an initial murder but in the time since they showed up, even more violent acts have occurred near the original crime scene.
Sorry, Swifties but being the eldest daughter is a fucking cakewalk compared to being the youngest son. Spending your whole life proving that you’re not just “the baby” is a fate I wouldn’t wish on my worst foe.
I bet some insane shit happens on peninsulas...Imagine having an island mindset without having to contend with the responsibilities of geographic isolation. That, my friend, is a recipe for a reckless culture if i've ever seen one.
