#mibtah

emo dad car club with the manchildren in the ball pit

yay for unplanned coffees with jess bc I never have anything to do on my off days but therapy and I didn't have that this week

All I've done tonight is come home from work, make and eat pizza, shower (wow that's a big deal too bc I almost didnt), and watch an episode of Junjou Romantica (which takes me back to year eight eeeey Jessjess?) and an episode of Loveless (dear god it's good) and now we're gonna cuddle and sleep. I'm thoroughly enjoying my adventure back into anime and manga and have a few downloaded to a manga-reading app for lunch break tomorrow if I get super bored.

Too late to be awake when I've gotta get up early and work 9-5 at the warehouse tomorrow. Tonight's been bad though so at least there's a reason. I called joshiebabe after that post. He made me feel better, warmer on the inside. I needed to hear his voice. That boy is my one. He's my guardian angel or some shit. He's too perfect and too amazing for words. Just. On a night where I'm pretty bad mentally, it's good to know he's still there, and that hell keep talking to me even though I'm just bumbling and being panicky. On a night like this it's amazing to get those messages from mates, just to see if I'm okay. And those people, that boy especially, are why I keep going.