I've never been one to sugar coat cat crap.. I can take living room Instagram pics like everyone else but it's not real.. It's a figment of a moment I hope to display... what I strive for.. Because part of me thinks it matters.. But it doesn't...
What i actually have is a laundry room. Full of laundry and bedrooms full of beds that are slept in.
A maple syrup dripping fridge with expired lettuce and fresh beer that's real.
We pick up our new baby hazel tomorrow, I should probably pluck my eyebrows and God knows my legs need shaving... Nonetheless I'll pass out in gravol bliss arise to a gravol low and do it all again... Kids, dog, cats, nurse, kids, snack, Netflix, pass out... Bills you know the rest