Weekend consisted of:
Cooking breakfast for two
Red Wrangler and deep thoughts about grandma
A broken iPhone screen on the dirty floors of Republic
Writing love for a wish tree
Straight Midori shots and hiding a sixth passenger in a five passenger car
Free henna for my left hand
Little four petits
Sunday morning pancakes with the Peters'
Meeting old friends and more laughing done than talking
Tounges, sweat, kisses and vomit
Summer garden party dresses and dumplings
Being surrounded by plastic human beings in a race to win for your face to be plastered supporting materialism
And so much more but cannot be exposed from the depths of my memories
Brain juice pumping hard, like wild strawberries. Little quirks that make me glad I'm in existence or piss the fuck out of me.
Recurring voice and emotional strains with family. Why must we all fight so much over someone we all love so much? I don't if I feel angry or sad. Two very different feelings.
Ear juice: Red Rabbits- The Shins
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