i have realized now that all i want is to marry you.
to find a small and cozy house somewhere, and make it our own. go to antique stores to buy things to put on the walls. make paintings together, even if they aren’t that good. i could make dinner for you as long as you enjoy what i’d make. we could get a dog or five. a fish, a snake, maybe even a bird. i don’t care.
its the stupid little things that i want. i don’t care about having a massive wedding, or finding some mansion to get lost in.
just want you and all of you.
i slept for about 3 hours. and i’ve only been awake for about 20 minutes and i already feel like today is going to be shit.
welp, this fucking sucks.
i guess seeing melanie at all in august is going to be more difficult and expensive than i originally thought.
oh and i wont get to see vincent. so that’s cool.
seriously fuck this, i’m moving to california as soon as i fucking can. i hate being in illinois anyway.
my girlfriend calls me at noon to wake me up so i don’t sleep all day but oops i have work at 230 so basically unless i wake up at like, 8 or 9 i end up feeling like i slept all day but she’s still a cute babe for thinking of me and trying to prevent my laziness from consuming me B)
when my girlfriend plays her acoustic guitar and sings for me and i realize she’s 2000 miles away so i can’t kiss her face unless i kiss my computer screen
insert random bad mood probably caused by lack of sleep and excessive amounts of work and complete lack of inspiration, among other things.
i wish it was earlier so i could take a nap, or later so i could just go to sleep.
stupid clocks. stupid sun.
i worked from 12-6:30 yesterday.
i worked from 2:30-11:30 today.
i work from 10-6:30 tomorrow
i work from 1-8:30 on monday.
i literally want to kill myself.