well pretty much had a mardi gras…
or it feels like it. my uncle died yesterday and i’m more upset about it than i thought. it also doesnt help that the wake and funeral are so soon(sunday and monday respectively). so chris decided to take me out to a hookah lounge with another couple friends of ours. it felt so good to just sit and talk and laugh and smoke…and smoke…and smoke… we sat there for almost 4 hours smoking and hanging out. while i’m sure my lungs hate me now.. and i kinda feel guilty for killing them, its exactly what i needed. and then after we got back to chris’s house, he gave me my vday presents: a big stuffed gorilla and a bouquet of roses… no guy has ever given me flowers except after a concerrt… ok fine i did cry a little but it was cause he wrote such a cute paragraph in my card. i’m so glad i have him, i honestly believe without him i wouldve attempted suicide already. he’s my safety net, my best friend, my boyfriend, my future husband. and thats more than i could ever ask for. <3
