Let’s keep the year end wrap short this time. Nobody reads this shit anyway. 365 days. There was work, concerts, highs, lows, more concerts, adventures, but most importantly there was a disgusting amount of love both incomprehensible and appreciated beyond my vocabulary. The world is on fire but here’s 20 photos of the times I spent feeling alive. To all those that contributed: thank you for letting me be part of your year. I hope these moments were also part of what made your time worth waking up for. Cheers! 🥂for once I count down to the end of a year excited for the next. If we get nuked or whatever, this was worth it. ❤️
So immensely grateful to have gotten to experience this with my sweet bb I share a brain cell with. If all we have in the end is memories, I’m over the moon to have this one with you, miso 🖤
Happy pride 2025 Long Beach! Keeping it short and sweet this year. Thank you for letting me be a part of your community for so many years, it never goes unappreciated 🏳️🌈
By the time we drive home from this concert it will be your 34th birthday which means I have known you for 10 consecutive birthdays. Thank you for doing your 20s with me, I look forward to many more decades of wearing earplugs to concerts and hoping they end before 11pm. I love you isn’t a big enough way to tell you how much a part of me you have become. But for now, I am ready to injure my broken body to rock out to down with the sickness next to you 🖤
Another year, another raider game together 🖤 I am grateful for the experience despite having to get dressed in a public bathroom where I’m sure at least 3 people thought I was a hooker. Which is only one off from average. Yay Vegas! Go Sports!🏈
How do you write a happy birthday message to a cat? I mean, you don’t, they can’t read. However you’re reading this so, thanks for that. I have to say I internally mocked the people obsessed with their pets. I never wanted to be one of those people and it didn’t make sense to me. I mean, I love animals, if you know me personally you know I’ll go out of my way to pet any animal within eyeshot. But I never understood the depth some people had. And then life said “now it’s your turn to be that weirdo” and I am. The unconditional love that is Hazel came into my life when everything around me felt scary and unsteady. The cat distribution system dropped a small kitten with a big cast into my lap and no matter how terrified I was to take that on, there was never a moment that Hazel eased up on holding on with her one wonky little foot. I am grateful to how life has changed and gotten better in the ways it has but oh my goth she’s only 1 and I find myself in tears at times thinking about any life I’ll have to live without her. Happy birthday my sweet illiterate companion, thank you for barring the burden of being my very fluffy, very chatty anchor.
