Happy Birthday, You.
Well, if I had my way, you’d have a birthday every week. You’d choose to spend them all with me. Yeah, Jay Jay Pistolet is a) relevant once again and b) stuck in my head like my hips when I try to exit a school desk. (I forgive you, school desks, because you allow me to pop my back so easily.)
I Bolted to Seattle with my lovely girlfriend for two days and one night. By day, we walked and stopped for meals: Araya’s, In the Bowl, and Wedgwood. By night, we watched a lot of Food Network shows and caught up on the current season of Project Runway whilst lazing in a Jacuzzi.



















I adore you, darling.
The world breaths for you.