sulking, moping, livin’ it up. whatever you want to call it.
its good to kno theres seaweed out there doin its seaweed thing while im here doin my human thing
all of the airport people were completely unhelpful, so i preyed on the kindness of a floridian businessman to call my
dad and get my phone back. so goddamn grateful. i also may have purchased a $12 double shot of whiskey to ‘calm my nerves’ and i can safely say that this is my first inebriated airport experience. i really should’ve eaten more.
sometimes i leave little gifts for myself on my phone