The Alone Time

The entire month of September I spent ALONE at home and working like a dog. Connor left on tour with his band Anal Warhead for a month across the country, but I got him back in one piece. It was fucking HELL in case you're wondering. There is only so many times you can say 'i miss you, i love you, can't wait to see you' without wanting to off yourself and/or reach through the phone for a quick kiss. I'm happy to have him home again, it almost felt like a limb was cut off because living in this house really takes a team effort.

I love my roommates, but I am beyond the feeling of wanting to party every night and being irresponsible for my own shit. I also feel like I never got to that point. I never wanted to party every night, I'm a hermit, we cook dinner, eat movies, (smoke weed), and chill out. Connor is too, which makes our relationship easy and comfy. He's an aries and i'm a gemini, do your freakin research! We were meant to be.