is it just me, or do the blue tones in winter make you feel more in love? we were soaking wet for hours, but as walked through the pouring rain for millions of city blocks the only thing that stayed considerably dry was our hands intertwined.
my parents were considering moving back to New Mexico as of last night. I can't go i won't go, i can never go back there. it'd also be really nice if everyone would stop trying to make me feel like more of an asshole, because it's working and all i want to do is forget about it. isn't it enough that i've dragged my name through the mud and all i have to blame is myself? get over it, get over me.
today i made this, because last night San Francisco rain ruined my favorite shoes.
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