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hey little guy…
hey looks, its me. and you!
boo.
still have zero Halloween spirit, but now we have an adorbs pumpkin.
nothing, man. not too much.
the boys came, we partied hard, I adore drinking also thoughT I was pregs for twenty minutes yesterday, lamented my surely brain damaged spawn and had a few glasses with dinner. so not pregs.
paid some bills, cried in the rain, danced in the cross walk, walked the dogs, ironed my blouse, tomorrow is a tits out kinda day.
(via youmightfindyourself)
I dont know if you know this, but I had the blue berol for all four years of high school, same pencil I used every day. Lost it the last week of classes, maybe havent used a pencil since.
there was dog food on the floor, lots of it.
but I need like a few more people or something.
see what I mean. the intent was there. now to get inspired by something. anything.
Im deeply reaching for some sort of Halloween inspiration. The last time I got into Halloween was five years ago. I was 20 and went as a flight attendent, and recall: this was in 2004 before going as a flight attendent was the new going as a playboy bunny. I have been told about the advantages of Halloween, namely being “you can dress as slutty as you want!!” and normally this would appeal to me (I have a deeply repressed overtly slutty younger sister living inside me) but the opportunity is just lost on me now. What kind of slutty Halloween costume should I be?
Myabe what I need is some company. Maybe what I need is someone who inspires me to come back to the city for Halloween. Someone who can bring me back to that magical place, where gin, drugs and slutty all come together in some sort of nostalgia fueled party of love and zero regrets.
Cue mad max, we don’t need another here.
We don’t.
But I do.
something to look forward to. if someone was like “whats your plan for staying happy?”
I’d say
“just give me something to looking forward to. even a monday.”
