things i want to do with u:
- take u to a place with low light pollution so u can look at all the stars
- make out
- dance by ourselves in the middle of the night
- go to a cool place
- bathe together
- walk around a museum and hold hands
- play the sims using the most ridiculous strategies
- make out
- build a blanket fort
- make out in said blanket fort
- love you forever
As I sat in the back of my Mom’s car on Easter Sunday as the sun sets over the Connecticut sky, I realized something. My home of 18 years is really not my home anymore, technically it hasn’t been for a few years now, but now it’s concrete. I can’t spend a lot of time in that house it makes me anxious. It’s sad and frustrating. The amount of pure unnecessary crap in that house is astonishing. The fact that my sisters who still live there don’t even make any effort to clean is absurd. My 23 year old twin sister was asked to put the dishes away from the dishwasher about 10 times while I was there and I guarantee she won’t do it. At least this was a quick visit, I don’t think I’ll be making any visits longer than a few hours to that house now. I can’t stand sleeping on a crappy couch in a cluttered living room.
It’s funny how one stupid picture can ruin your night after all that time.
pros to dating me:
- i’ll actually respond to ur text
- u can literally kiss me whenever u want (esp random neck kisses like yes please)
- we can hold hands
- butt touches
- cuddles? ? ? yes good
- i’ll play with your hair or vise versa
- u don’t have to worry about me liking other people bc i’m annoyed by almost everyone
Today is a good day
It’s beautiful outside
I’m going to be a reader at an audition at 2:30
After I’m bartending a show at The Kraine
I’ve been sad lately
Lost an old friend
Not where I want to be in life
Struggling every month to get by
I don’t know how to fix it
But I want to
I could only see your profile sitting on the downtown D train.
Your hair was brown, curly, and damp from the furious wind and rain.
I liked the shape of your nose.
It was wide and rounded towards the bottom with a sleek bridge.
It was cute.
You were intently staring out the subway window
When suddenly you got up and rushed out the doors at 59th street.
Where I noticed you had a sparkly fanny pack around your waist.
This confused me.
I haven’t seen anyone with a fanny pack in quite some time.
Also you had sandals on which I imagine had to be uncomfortably in the weather we were having.