florida is so pretty wtf
i also called myself “ol’ vickles” to my therapist the other week. it gets worse. the context was me saying “y’know, ol’ vickles has gotten themself into alotta trouble these last few days.” it doesn’t get better, kids.
i’m in florida and approximately one hour ago i jumped into the pool and realized coming up from underwater that i had forgotten to take off my glasses
i used to get so pissed as a kid when people confused leopards and cheetahs. i also thought the word excited was spelled esidid
i’ve been smilin’ big for the last ten minutes over how much vanilla extract there is in my kitchen. it’s the little things, man. chill and smell some vanilla
there are two shows on the food network where the premise is a competition where someone cooks against bobby flay that dude is really craving validation of his superiority
is homestuck real? i can hear a large group of motorcycles on the street even though my room is the farthest in my apartment from the street, why are they so loud? i have a lot of questions mom, and they need answering.
i got cat called twice in within an hour of going out last night and ran into two kids i knew in high school while wine drunk in washington sq park and despite going to bed after 2am for the third night in a row after hanging with a variety of people i was really close with from 2008-2011 i also woke up at 9am for the third day in a row this weekend has been weird and if it was a sitcom episode the title would be “blast from the past”
whatever, tomorrow thomas and i are going back to where we physically met for the first time with the same people who were there the first time almost exactly two years later, whatever, „ i’m listening to love songs„, whatever„„„„„„„„„„„„„„„ i wish i wasn’t stupidly in love with my mortal enemy it makes everything a lot harder :/