thankful for a job that keeps me fired up. thankful for the little paths that bring us back to each other. thankful for new friends from the internet. thankful for the squad. for an ever-present love. for the studio. for words, for dear ones, for crisp almost-winter air. for purple.
music from 1480: *playing*
husband: there’s a reason we left the dark ages
legitimate concern abt crushes: ifwhen a kiss occurs it will be The Worst and everything will end because I can’t deal with Bad Kissers
hugs from boys have been my balm lately
I’ve been extraordinarily hard on myself lately and yesterday it was time to stop. I’m still skittish and tired, but I cried the way I needed to into Jake’s chest. I can be less over the things I’m not over, and more over the things I am.
I am waiting to turn in some very important paperwork and not long after that I will be waiting to hear back about it and I haven’t slept in three weeks and I would really like to, soon
now that i’m older i’m realizing even though joey was painted to be this dense womanizer with subpar acting jobs, he actually worked his ass off for each role he got, was caring towards his friends, and was really sweet and open towards women. ross on the other hand