Being able to turn your kitchen into an internet cafe with free coffee (courtesy of Keurig) and an excellent taste in dubstep.
I saw the sun this morning, sifting through the blinds and falling on the floor beside my brother’s bed at our mother’s house. It was the first time in 3 weeks that I was graced with sunshine.
There’s no place like home, there’s no place like home. Tap, tap, tap.
Dorothy wasn’t lying. Fuck.