DIVE BARS & GRAVEYARDS

this needs no further commentary…

I swear to EVERY GOD that if this is your new okcupid I will kill you and make it look like an accident.

a broken branch i’d be, if you weren’t grown to me. you are my family tree.

someone very special and important and wonderful and beautiful and amazing just turned 22 as of 4 minutes ago, new jersey time, as i complete this sentence. okay. dear jenny -

sometimes i think about what my life would be like if i had never met you, and i get nauseous a little. i honestly do not know what the fuck i would do without you. sometimes i get scared and i panic and i dump all this neurotic bullshit on you, and you sift through it with logic and reason and compassion until i finally get it through my head that i’m gonna be okay. and i know it’s not always easy for you to deal with. but i am so glad you do because without you i wouldn’t be sitting here typing this out and stuffing my face with chocolate chip cookies. they’re soft-baked, and so good, and i’m really enjoying them and i can do so because you have talked me down from the ledge over and over again. i can only hope i have come even a little close to returning the favor. those nine days in january i spent in florida were the calmest days i have had all fucking year. eating pizza rolls and chasing cheap wine with fancy ginger ale and watching goodburger and laying in bed and drunken photobooths and TIPSSS and kitties and guessing where people were from at the airport that last day and crying on the plane home while reading the note you left in my carry-on. that first picture of us together after like, three years of being distant best friends, with my tongue sticking out. and all the ones after that. and frozen hot chocolate. and merlin’s, i really liked merlin’s. and the record shop. and just finally being around someone who understood it all. ya know? ya know, of course you do. you were there. okay. what i’m trying to say here is, knowing you has made me a better person, and i am eternally grateful for that. you have no idea how much you mean to me, even though i can’t be around every day, and you probably won’t ever know because there aren’t enough words, but yes. i can’t wait till you come here. i want you to see snow. i would even stand for hours in the cold amongst pickpockets and the homeless and people pissing where they’re standing in NYC on new years’ with you, because i know you’d love that. we could go ice skating, and do it poorly. you can come to the galloway diner with me and ryan and jeff and briana and meredith and whoever else and have hot chocolate. expect a mouth kiss at the airport, we’re at that level. no shame. you are my best friend, and i love you. happy birthday bubbie.

(Source: lifeinthearctic)

oh well this sure says a lot about us. probably too much…

ME: “I’M THANKFUL FOR YOU AND BEER!!”
JENNY: “I’M THANKFUL FOR YOU AND MY CAT!!”

yup. sounds accurate.