tabi

i find it absolutely hilarious that once i'm happy in life, something shakes it up.

my ex messaged me two days ago, crawling back. the ex with three kids and one hell of a psycho babymama. i'm handling it with grace and replying to his messages with friendly curiosity. blah.

i have to be up in less than 4 hours. someone shoot me.

oh, and i'm pretty freaking pumped for the new streetlight manifesto album. even though it sounds like the pretentious czech redux of fiddler on the roof.