Random drunk broad my roommate brought home just said “is that a fixie?!” please fucking shoot me.
so this is the first christmas
in my entire life that i’m not getting any presents. i’m not complaining at all, it’s just something that i realized. well, the lovely sarah got me boots last time we were in nyc together. but i don’t have anything to open in the morning. it is morning. ha. anyway. we didn’t even decorate. we have a festivus pole! that kinda counts. haha. it’s not about...