This is fucking torture
Zou Bisou Bisou.
I had a weekend fit for what we would refer to as “some breakfast at Tiffany’s shit” so here goes;
We began the day with pumpkin pancakes. We drove with the top down through Gil into greenfield. We walked down to an adorable Korean restaurant and ate like kings, walked home and watched the sun go down on the back porch.
The next day we took a 1.5 hour car ride through the country side to a contemporary art museum and got lost and confused amidst modern art, had late lunch at a roadside tavern, took the long road home, had tremendous shits all night, sex until we couldn’t function, then cuddled for an eternity.
Goddamn. If I’m ever having a bad time I can at least look at this weekend and say “wow we’re doing it right”
I like stealing phones and heckling high school siblingsThe wisdom I have past 8pm is astounding.
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This is very jarringMy baby girl Sweet Pea at 5 months.
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