it's my birthday.
i have already opened my jacquie lawson E card of a dog digging in some ivy and shit.
i have already opened my cookbook present.
and now i present to you some of my favorite rooms that i like for long time...
i still love you domino purple and black and peach room.
not sure how i'll feel about you in a few years but i like you a lot right now.
the chairs with the books and the gray.....good.
i have the exact same doors. even the knobs. except only one of mine is black..
bc i am a lazy asshole who needs to be karate chopped.
in any case i LOVE this entrance hall area place.
stop the madness.
best kitchen ever i think.
yes. for sure.
this bathroom shreds my heart into pulled-heart sandwiches.
triple hearts club.
this sings to my inner rainmain.
a big, striped hug.
and so began my love of rust velvet.
and so began my love of blue velvet.
yes. i would suck on a chicken pox lolli-pop just to call this my sickbed.
there's like a thousand more but i got bored.
for those of you pulling your oils i have some updates...
i feel better.
sleeping like a horse after a race.
i am zitty.
i am pretty sure that it's just wine and nutella coming out of my skin.
oh and i have the weirdest taste in my throat...
like old boogers.
i know zdub got a bloody nose.
old hippie birthday farts,