I've got an spare room. I've provided for a few awesome people I've come to call friends on this site.
Send me a msg if your interested.
I'm a pretty awesome host and always love an adventure
Heart is still broken, but partially mended by the fact that I got to go to Asheville, NC for an outrageous shopping spree yesterday. Retail therapy works wonders.
I thought I was doing better last night. I woke up this morning, and I swear it feels even worse. I tried getting stoned and playing drums, which always cheers me up--no dice. I fucking cried over a pair of googly eyes I found in my purse. I'm pathetic.
I have never been truly heartbroken until today. This has always been one of my favorite songs, but today I listened to it, and the words combined with the fact that I saw it performed live not long ago with the person who broke my heart is absolutely destroying me.