aimie motherfucking kiang. that crazy woman makes me feel less alone and like it's okay to be fucking sad because we can make fun of it together.
our lives parallel in drama and ridiculousness and we both make fun of it... it makes it slightly more bearable.
or maybe slightly less unbearable.
either way, I fucking love that woman.
today is sunny and gorgeous and I am going to spend it going to a farmers' market, but first breakfast with dan and bryce who have never hung out before but they're both my southwest portland buddies. and probably two of the males I'm closest with.
I'm actually running late with that whole getting ready thing.
and dan needs to shower cause he's all cow-licky.
I am a girl
and we smell like petunias.
and also my hair would be fucked if I washed it
so I'l be nasty today and just call it Punk as Fuck.
PUNK AS FUCK!
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