Do you remember the ticket to Pluto I gave you a half (or more) years ago? I don’t have any reason to remember it except the facet that I heart the idea of giving people those kind of imaginary tickets. I envy you because you already got one, you jerk!

Well, I’m not writing this to have a monologue about one of my biggest regret in my love life.

Wait, do I have a love life? Fucking no. Oh yes. My boyfriend is a camera who thinks that he maybe needs a Tamron tele-lens. Keep dreaming, Okio!

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