
Erika Linder
Liars make me mad. Liars that treat me like I’m clueless, infuriate me.

Also, I know people stupid enough to get Blaine Fucking Anderson’s name tattooed on them.
Something about the fact that my father and I are sharing a Vaseline jar, and mopping down our tattoos in it is some awkward father daughter bonding experience over tattooing. Ha