Sunday, May 6, 2012

Cinco de Mayo and stuff.

How long can we procrastinate saying goodbye? Should we take bets like we're the Kentucky Derby? Like we're that interesting?

Your shoes were supposed to smell like fire for the rest of forever. Then we woke up. That's just the way things work out sometimes.

Headaches and shoulder pains. General misery.
All my love,

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

wow you fabulous thug. wow.