never give up on love.

halcyonfox:

Damn good dinner company tonight, in person and virtually.

And the best part? Listening to P right now. “I love this food. I love this sangria. I love this table. I love this olive oil. I love love……” * Insert starry eyes here*

She’s only had half a glass of sangria, btw, so this is a natural euphoria.

It must be the future. We can talk to all these beautiful people that are too damn far away. Get your arses to Maryland??

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he’s handsome and funny, he’s drunk and a dumby, he’s just plain disappointing, ya’ll make me happy.

why I keep getting shit on, walked on, and pushed around for being nice and caring about people, trying not to rock the boat, trying to make everyone happy…but me.  What do these people want?  The alternative?  I don’t get it…

“When someone gives you lemons, you use the lemons.”

what the low road feels like.  Sometimes I am so tempted to see.  But then I see behavior that is just sooooooo low right in front of my eyes, just brilliant and clear…How many times have I seen it?  Countless. I can’t imagine how a person can live with themselves walking that road day after day.  Then I remember all the booze that is consumed to try to live with that road day after day. But now… I have no sorrow left for him.

I get to be ignored in one more place.

but boy can I pick ‘em.