I miss that half smile you do.
I miss the way you hold my hand everywhere.
I miss the way you looked at my puppy and me at the same time like you were so taken by the moment.
I miss the way we stay couped up on one property and are perfectly happy.
I miss the way you hold me up when Im to drunk to walk properly.
I miss the way you laugh at me when I am drunk bc I am too.
I miss the fact that I love being sober with you.
I miss searching for funky town in an orchard
You're my cure..
In your arms is the only place I feel vulnerable and safe at the same time. '
You make my soul dance.
"A turtle?!"
"No ...those are frogs......Turtles don't make noise."
"Oh.. "
Im going to make this journal pretty basic... Im not going to really put my feelings out there here anymore..here.
In other news;
Me and Britteny are making a motherfucking banddddddd!