VENUS

My bf and I do our craft beer runs at local stores. We just moved to a new city and found this AMAZING deli that has the best selection of craft beer. Cashier rings us up and she’s like “it’s pricey, your total is $110”

Just saw someone’s ******* note today. And wow the way that shit resonated with me after all these years. Let me tell you I’m happy and grateful it didn’t work out before. I don’t think I actually wanted it and the universe knew that. I needed therapy. I went for a while. I stopped because I have so many other bills. And I miss it. I shouldn’t be posting this on social. I should keep a diary. But why do i find this easier.

I wish my bf would have gotten his magic key. Do you know how hard it is planning a god damn Disney date when tickets are on sale and I can’t get a reservation or vice versa.