a beatiful Gay in the Daybourhood
in case you didn’t know what cold lampin‘ looked like, this is fuckin’ it! remember who brung you the cool. not anyone other than me. “To just chill out and relax usually sittin on a nice fat blunt. I’m lampin’ in the Hamptons like, “What the fuck is a hammock?” – Lil Wayne”
now here’s a close-up for the people in the back.
alright, enough of that.
this is what an anxiety attack looks like. striking.
great biz pow wow lunch after i already ate lunch. proof of how single i am, me and my valentines chocolates about twenty days after the fact. oh shopper’s discount rack how you make a fool outta me.
lube run!
why you gotta take triple A batteries? annoying. no buy.
cute buy for me. one sticker for my laptop and one for the kitchen door at work. new journal to remind myself to write more often.
shhhquiet something cute is about to happen.
now again, not done.
i woulda got into it more if everybody wasn’t being all conservatively judgy over there jesus. you work in condom shack, you have a fucking stripper pole. way to be encouraging.
thanks you too.
really what you should be defending is how much of a hard-on you are.
i have so many feelings right now look at me gooooooo.
and now i will continue work on my postsecret ripping opus. just checking in making sure you don’t forgets me.
the only thing old about this is you.
Strippers always make pole dancing look so much easier than actually is.
granted they likely don’t dress like wimps in winter jackets either
Ha! Thought I recognized you on Queen West while riding by on the streetcar.
whereabouts exactly?
Somewhere between John and University on the North side if I recall.
In fact now that I look at it, you guys were probably posing for the picture by the garbage can at the top haha.
Can you fix it?
LOVE that John/Yoko tee.
i always hit up the shopper’s discount rack too soon after every holiday! i hope there is still sale stuff left and now i have a pressing urge to go immediately and check. (on another level, i hope there’s nothing left and the net calories i burned walking to and fro is a reward in itself. still, might score some cute valentines i can use as all-purpose ‘notes to roomies’ cards.)
awww queeeeeeeeeeen st