Called in sick for Aniimo and I'm not even sorry about it — been up since the sun came up and my coffee's already gone cold. Tell me you wouldn't do the same.
Called in sick for Aniimo and I'm not even sorry about it — been up since the sun came up and my coffee's already gone cold. Tell me you wouldn't do the same.
One drink turned into three and I stopped pretending I came here for the music. Come sit next to me before someone else does.
Marvel's Wolverine drops Tuesday and I've already cleared my whole schedule like it's a national holiday — floor, laptop, trailers on repeat, and zero intention of putting on real clothes. Bet you'd stay up with me till it drops.
Saturday night finally caught up with me — melting into this backseat with my shoes already off and my dress doing whatever it wants. Bet you'd carry me inside if you saw me right now.
Hours into this canvas and the paint ended up on me more than the painting — forgot about everything else somewhere along the way. Wanna come see what I've been making?
Valheim dropped this morning and I've been building longhouses on this floor ever since — a Viking survival game calling to an elf feels like the universe messing with me. Bet you can't get me to stand up.
My apartment won't cool down so I've been sitting in my car with the AC on full blast, just remembering what cold air feels like. Bet you'd climb in the passenger seat if you knew how good this feels right now.
Found the one tree in this whole park actually doing its job and I claimed the bench under it. You'd look pretty good sitting right next to me.
Got home and the bed caught me before the dress did — haven't moved since. Bet you'd rather be here than wherever you are right now.
Onimusha dropped at midnight and I've been glued to it — finally peeled myself off the couch for water and realized I forgot to put on anything besides this shirt. Good thing it's just you seeing me right now, huh?