i have nothing terribly important to say. i try to go on adventures. i complain more than necessary. alcohol and coffee are important to me. i talk shit about people who are bothering me and appreciate internet humor a great deal. i dig art, nature, badass women, and fried food.
So much bad shit going on in the world right now and I’m here feeling very physically safe in my isolated little town in the Rockies
It’s rather unsettling
Dating a man with a child is the best (and worst) form of birth control.
GONE GIRL IS FUCKING MY SHIT UP SO BAD.
I think I have a tapeworm. For real.Doctors are not helping me.
Turns out Gabe’s mother is a total doll and I can’t wait to spend more time with her.
You know what’s great?
Driving two hours to the airport at 3:30am,
Missing your flight even though you were absolutely there on time,
And driving two hours back to your one-bedroom apartment,
Where your boyfriend’s mother (whom you haven’t even met yet) and daughter will also be residing for 6 nights.
I love the crap outta my boyfriend,
But moving to Taos on a whim to live in an artist commune is very appealing.
My brain is so all over the place right now and I can’t get anything done.