crushed that it’d be around $2,000 for just me alone to go to disneyworld/ universal studios.
(aka don’t give me access to expedia.com/ my hopes and dreams)
hp stars for dad, bee for mom, quote for our town, honeycomb for just fun.
better pictures to come, as the marker washes off and it heals!
hello, happy face. it’s been a bit.
-work in an hour for at least 8 hours
-make a real people dinner tonight
-sleep in though for real
-spend time with dog
-Monday get a tattoo no big deal
My social life has two moods: Mr Bingley and Mr Darcy.
There is no in between
-don’t cry about your job (ie no time off/feeling like pre-serum steve rodgers every time you try to do said job)
-don’t cry about missing your mother (because you’ll see her again i promise)
-don’t cry about making wrong decisions (you make them and sometimes they’re the worst and other times they’re not)
-hug your dog and okay, maybe cry a little but then go see guardians of the galaxy and let things feel better.