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I love them dearly and absolutely and it makes life almost bearable.

Tonight some girlfriends and I did a Christmas-themed paint and sip, to celebrate my friend Kate’s bday. IT WAS SO FUN. There was Christmas music and Christmas drinks and Christmas decorations and Christmas christa and it was all so glorious.

I mean just look at this:

And this was just one small area.

My friends’ paintings were all superior but it doesn’t matter, it was the experience and atmosphere and company. (But also I wanted to be the best at it and I hate that I can’t paint a Picasso.)

But do you at least like my vintage looking Christmas ornaments?

I do not understand what happened to the time though. Halloween was just here and now Christmas is here what is going on I am sick to my stomach with this.

I can’t keep it right. It’s a gift for someone else. But I won’t. I shouldn’t. I can’t.

No I’m not keeping it I’m not.

I should keep it right?

My boyfriend George, George Glass, went all in for me this year.

I don’t feel much of anything for all these other boys. Get cuddly and close and I’m running outta there so fast.

Vegas was crazy but I saw my good friend Dave who I adore and I went to Seattle where I saw the guys throw the fish and to this I say bc frr?t gross

Good Kuching.

Boy 1 says this to you:

My heart is filled with joy when I’m with you.

Boy 2 says this to you:

I’m not very good at feeling confined with people for a long period of time.

So, which boy do you choose? The one who says his heart is filled with joy when he’s with you?

or the boy who says he feels confined being with you?

The choice is obvious of course.

While we wait for Spotify Wrapped, I’m kept busy with Spotify judging me in other ways.

Sad songs they say so much