so, how do you love?
i'm eating popcorn, lamb firmly planted on my head, socks slowly falling off, tucked up in the ugly blanket and watching a report on football [goddamnit will someone please explain that sport to me it makes no sense AT ALL] when the horrible truth hits me.
i didn't leave the house for two days. and i spent most of today listening to justin timberlake.
i can't decide which is worse.