I just wanna go home, but I don’t even know if I truly have one. What’s a home?
Holy shit Mountains to Dust was one of the best festivals I’ve ever been to!!! I saw tons of old friends and great bands. I drank my face off and dropped acid.
AND attended my first wedding! Two folks I know got hitched after falling in love within two days of knowing each other.
What an amazing festival…..
People who can balance positive useful work with their politics and drunken punk flailings are so attractive….
There is part of me that really just wants to fuck off from the whole world. Just my dog and me in the middle of nowhere. Truely alone.
the only domestic instinct my parents have managed to pass on to me is the tendency to hoard multiple plastic bags in another plastic bag despite the fact that I will probably never need this many plastic bags in my adult life
I want an intimate relationship so bad, but I feel so weird about the whole sex part right now. I just want cuddles and emotional support.