It was a question in a Teen Wolf interview (not sure why I was watching; probably bored on one of the last days of holidays...).
Following the week's events, I'm pretty sure I've sworn myself off romantic endeavours and made peace with the idea of potentially only ever having platonic relationships. And I'm pretty sure I'm okay with this. Give me a dog, friends and mountains of food and I could probably lead a happy and fulfilling life.
Before, I was like, "Man, my life stinks." Now, I'm like, "Yeah, it was actually really good." It still is good but you know...
Speaking of food, tossing up the idea of getting a kebab from Broadway tomorrow. So much goodness.
J

1 comment:
food, bro.
always food.
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