If you'd like to know how much I wanted to be with other people today, when my niece got home and I heard even just three people talking, I fucking ran up. I heard conversation. Please dear God I need it.
Ganja plus an attempt to read. We'll see how this goes.
Oh goodie, I'm down to six pills a night instead of nine.
Me too man. Imagine? Pirate to rock star to I don't know, something else cool and modern. Film or drag or a mad chocolatier. One cool life after the next. I'd be fine with death if it meant getting reincarnated as a Willy Wonka person or a dinosaur tamer.
Maybe in the next life.
Whoa! Love this.
I can't believe I've been betrayed by my favorite food.
Tum's shit.
All that bullshit and what takes him down? A bad burrito.
Had a dream that I was the little voice in Dexter Morgan's head. I was just giving him pep talks all the damn time. That's my boy. So proud. Go babe.
Future beach smells like one of three things: brine, barbecue, or piss.
Everyone in the house screaming over a bug. Me included. Lu was standing on the fucking table. Fuck that thing was huge. Good thing Jim killed it.
Love making my niece laugh.
Nothing like the threat of death to help you get your affairs in order.
God. A follower.
Three full days left. Three days. The fuck am I going to do in three days.
no, no!!! it looks good!!! promise!!
#ofmd #ofmdfanart #ourflagmeansdeath
Humans really have been sitting and talking around fires for forever haven't we. If I close my eyes it feels just the same as the old life, with Iz warm under my drunk fucking head and people swapping stupid stories in the background.
Fast asleep, tits out, snoring. My man.
Me having this chest thing done is really gonna fuck up everyone for a while isn't it.
I swear I'm beaten now just for being funny. Although I think I've always been beaten for that haven't I. 😂
So rocks are basically a bunch of atoms and minerals that said fuck you to those rotten organics and got together out of sheer force of will.
Cool.
Does that make jewelers kinda...metal? Pun intended.
Thereafter.
One last trip before.
Do I know how to tie a bow line. Yes. I know how to tie one in my fucking sleep.
Am I okay with the bacon on that. Are you kidding? Yes?
So big. I'll never get over it.
