My favorite sleepy head.
Break time between shows consists of me not wearing shoes and drinking sweet tea.
Tyler just told me a story about what would happen if someone gave us a bucket of sloths and how they would give us kisses and bake cookies and crochet and sit in a circle and sing/play ukulele.
I literally cried.
I’m the king of the castle
You’re the dirty rascal
Went to the Schenely Park really late yesterday and enjoyed the subtleties of street lamp lighting with my Polish perogie - whom I absolutely adore. Few things are as wonderful as laying in the grass with your favorite person on top of a hill and seeing the city at your feet.
Taking a bath with an awesome person while singing “Bohemian Rhapsody” is probably the best thing ever.
I fucking hate fucking everything
Stumbling home at 6am, still partially drunk from Sailor Jerry’s after falling asleep next to a warm body.
Rain and a headache
Vacuumed at 3am and I have never been more happy to do so thanks to my new vacuum.
Stressed to the point of getting sick and aching all over
Today was a reminder of how miserable I am.