drunken text message
12/17/2008 04:05 a.m.

him: Hey, bep. I had beer. Bed empty. You nice. Waffles. Potatoes. You nice.

...he knows how much I love potatoes.
He's wonderful. And it terrifies me. But I know I don't need to worry, because he's so wonderful.


I am listening to winter mix I'm making for my tumblr secret santa