having an inherent feeling of happiness towards certain people(s) is one of the most puzzling things that i’m not quite sure can ever escape no matter how hard that you try to shake it.
i feel about as creative as the final episode of dexter
my creative juices have escaped me. i feel like cardboard.
craziest fucking craving for pie?? i dont get me
did the unthinkable (just kidding) and reached out to terri just to see how she’s doing. she may or may not respond - if anything, i just miss shooting the shit but that’s neither here nor there, if she responds, she responds.
in other news, still find it amazing my cousin is getting married after knowing this chick like half of a year. i have to do a best man’s speech and i have to bullshit like i havent only met this chick once but then i’ll get drunk and eat a lot of caribbean food
can listen to strange heart by ohbliv forever
not good at big decisions i get too anxious
that typhoon is insane. hope everybody i know and that i dont know’s families are ok.