n. the feeling of delicate luck after casually tossing something across the room and hitting your target so crisply and perfectly that you feel no desire to even attempt another shot, which is a more compelling argument for the concept of monogamous love than anything sung to a guitar.
things i did today with my not-tori best friend:
-walked to a park & played on the swings & ran away because big scary people came
-fell off a log so my leg is all cut up
-made cinnamon streusal
-put extra cinnamon on toast
-ate everything in my kitchen
-made tea. twice.
-slept on the couch (which apparently two can lie comfortably on)
-made a freaking BLANKET FORT. HOW COOL IS THAT?
-watched battle los angeles
i meant to tag you in it but i forgot. which was dumb because i reblogged it for the sole purpose of being like HEY MICHAEL LOOK IT SAYS MAHLER
<3 i love youuuu.