i'll write it on my own time

[overloved]

wherein lies are told, alcohol is gifted, i damn near die of heat exhaustion, and matty dookis is the sweetest

so, as i said yesterday, i can has a sobota. she arrived with the gift of a liter of grey goose for cobra starship. today, we went to warped tour, bottle snuggled clandestinely underneath a couple of hoodies in my enormous handbag. the sun was

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[sobota]

i've got 'write on' stuck in my head now. lol oops.

shy nate was the best nate.

[overloved]

he was damn near skittish. like a baby bird.

[sobota]

lol *who, what, scary*. he is so precious. i just want to pet him.

[overloved]

maybe he's over petted, and that what's wrong. you wake up with gabe saporta in your bunk 1 too many times and anyone'd be jumpy.

[sinsense]

HOLY SWEETNESS, BATMAN!

That is an adorkable picture. Check plus.

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it was a good day for meeting drummers.

[secrethappiness]

spectacular. my hat's off to you and alchohol-smuggling, drummer-meeting ways.

[overloved]

go me, right? it was fun.

[koncupiscence]

HOORAH HOORAH AND YAY! :D

srsly, whose wise idea was it to schedule summer festivals in summer?! heatstroke is fun for no one. /o\

gch did 'when doves cry' at our show in vegas too! sooooo good. <3

[overloved]

i wish so hard we could have gone together and such.

[gigantic]

*noms both of you*

[overloved]

i like that matt, he's just fucking good people.