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There’s four days left before I officially move out from my Chapel St. apartment (technically, i’ve already moved out, my stuff is all gone). Which means four more days to drag out this very unfortunate goodbye with the most unexpected friendship - Sofiji and Itchachi Mayhem.
I write this literally, as they lay their little head on my arm, with all the emotions rushing through me and yet, I can’t help but land on gratitude. Granted, tears are still pouring down my face and hx de Q Zzz x- and that was me pausing to cry just loud enough to wake him up. Now Itachi is looking at me like “girl, why are you crying, you’ll come back to see me.” which is true…
but it won’t be the same as waking up at random hours of the night because I forgot to leave the door cracked just in case crackhead mode turned on and he decides its time to BE MAYHEM. *time to climb walls, sofiji’s tapestries and clothing rack. knock everything down, but especially her headphones and the roll of film on her trinket tray she constantly picks up but never hides.* Coming to visit won’t compare to coming home to this pookie monster excited to greet me and beg to let him in my room knowing damn well I’ve been mad because of the broken bong I have to fix AGAIN.
Walking around the apartment to the sound of itachina’s little taps behind me or to silence as she prepares to prance at me from around the corner is something I will truly miss. Watching New Girl together or whatever random movie I threw on. Constantly pushing her nose off my food, but also letting itachina smell whatever I was eating just so they knew what it was it was.
Itachi Mayhem was more than just “the roomate’s cat.” I had a feeling I’d learn a thing or two at my first apartment out of college, but I never expected some of the lesson to come from such a tiny, aggressive, but fucking adorable creature!!!
I could keep ranting, but i’m late to christmas.
#Anyways.
Here’s to gang, thank you for being there for me, not getting scared when I cried, letting me annoyingly love you and solidifying what I already knew about friendships -gender don’t matter + love has no boundaries.
Don’t change pookie monster. I’ll be back🫂🤍
There’s four days left before I officially move out from my Chapel St. apartment (technically, i’ve already moved out, my stuff is all gone). Which means four more days to drag out this very unfortunate goodbye with the most unexpected friendship - Sofiji and Itchachi Mayhem.
I write this literally, as they lay their little head on my arm, with all the emotions rushing through me and yet, I can’t help but land on gratitude. Granted, tears are still pouring down my face and hx de Q Zzz x- and that was me pausing to cry just loud enough to wake him up. Now Itachi is looking at me like “girl, why are you crying, you’ll come back to see me.” which is true…
but it won’t be the same as waking up at random hours of the night because I forgot to leave the door cracked just in case crackhead mode turned on and he decides its time to BE MAYHEM. *time to climb walls, sofiji’s tapestries and clothing rack. knock everything down, but especially her headphones and the roll of film on her trinket tray she constantly picks up but never hides.* Coming to visit won’t compare to coming home to this pookie monster excited to greet me and beg to let him in my room knowing damn well I’ve been mad because of the broken bong I have to fix AGAIN.
Walking around the apartment to the sound of itachina’s little taps behind me or to silence as she prepares to prance at me from around the corner is something I will truly miss. Watching New Girl together or whatever random movie I threw on. Constantly pushing her nose off my food, but also letting itachina smell whatever I was eating just so they knew what it was it was.
Itachi Mayhem was more than just “the roomate’s cat.” I had a feeling I’d learn a thing or two at my first apartment out of college, but I never expected some of the lesson to come from such a tiny, aggressive, but fucking adorable creature!!!
I could keep ranting, but i’m late to christmas.
#Anyways.
Here’s to gang, thank you for being there for me, not getting scared when I cried, letting me annoyingly love you and solidifying what I already knew about friendships -gender don’t matter + love has no boundaries.
Don’t change pookie monster. I’ll be back🫂🤍
There’s four days left before I officially move out from my Chapel St. apartment (technically, i’ve already moved out, my stuff is all gone). Which means four more days to drag out this very unfortunate goodbye with the most unexpected friendship - Sofiji and Itchachi Mayhem.
I write this literally, as they lay their little head on my arm, with all the emotions rushing through me and yet, I can’t help but land on gratitude. Granted, tears are still pouring down my face and hx de Q Zzz x- and that was me pausing to cry just loud enough to wake him up. Now Itachi is looking at me like “girl, why are you crying, you’ll come back to see me.” which is true…
but it won’t be the same as waking up at random hours of the night because I forgot to leave the door cracked just in case crackhead mode turned on and he decides its time to BE MAYHEM. *time to climb walls, sofiji’s tapestries and clothing rack. knock everything down, but especially her headphones and the roll of film on her trinket tray she constantly picks up but never hides.* Coming to visit won’t compare to coming home to this pookie monster excited to greet me and beg to let him in my room knowing damn well I’ve been mad because of the broken bong I have to fix AGAIN.
Walking around the apartment to the sound of itachina’s little taps behind me or to silence as she prepares to prance at me from around the corner is something I will truly miss. Watching New Girl together or whatever random movie I threw on. Constantly pushing her nose off my food, but also letting itachina smell whatever I was eating just so they knew what it was it was.
Itachi Mayhem was more than just “the roomate’s cat.” I had a feeling I’d learn a thing or two at my first apartment out of college, but I never expected some of the lesson to come from such a tiny, aggressive, but fucking adorable creature!!!
I could keep ranting, but i’m late to christmas.
#Anyways.
Here’s to gang, thank you for being there for me, not getting scared when I cried, letting me annoyingly love you and solidifying what I already knew about friendships -gender don’t matter + love has no boundaries.
Don’t change pookie monster. I’ll be back🫂🤍
There’s four days left before I officially move out from my Chapel St. apartment (technically, i’ve already moved out, my stuff is all gone). Which means four more days to drag out this very unfortunate goodbye with the most unexpected friendship - Sofiji and Itchachi Mayhem.
I write this literally, as they lay their little head on my arm, with all the emotions rushing through me and yet, I can’t help but land on gratitude. Granted, tears are still pouring down my face and hx de Q Zzz x- and that was me pausing to cry just loud enough to wake him up. Now Itachi is looking at me like “girl, why are you crying, you’ll come back to see me.” which is true…
but it won’t be the same as waking up at random hours of the night because I forgot to leave the door cracked just in case crackhead mode turned on and he decides its time to BE MAYHEM. *time to climb walls, sofiji’s tapestries and clothing rack. knock everything down, but especially her headphones and the roll of film on her trinket tray she constantly picks up but never hides.* Coming to visit won’t compare to coming home to this pookie monster excited to greet me and beg to let him in my room knowing damn well I’ve been mad because of the broken bong I have to fix AGAIN.
Walking around the apartment to the sound of itachina’s little taps behind me or to silence as she prepares to prance at me from around the corner is something I will truly miss. Watching New Girl together or whatever random movie I threw on. Constantly pushing her nose off my food, but also letting itachina smell whatever I was eating just so they knew what it was it was.
Itachi Mayhem was more than just “the roomate’s cat.” I had a feeling I’d learn a thing or two at my first apartment out of college, but I never expected some of the lesson to come from such a tiny, aggressive, but fucking adorable creature!!!
I could keep ranting, but i’m late to christmas.
#Anyways.
Here’s to gang, thank you for being there for me, not getting scared when I cried, letting me annoyingly love you and solidifying what I already knew about friendships -gender don’t matter + love has no boundaries.
Don’t change pookie monster. I’ll be back🫂🤍
There’s four days left before I officially move out from my Chapel St. apartment (technically, i’ve already moved out, my stuff is all gone). Which means four more days to drag out this very unfortunate goodbye with the most unexpected friendship - Sofiji and Itchachi Mayhem.
I write this literally, as they lay their little head on my arm, with all the emotions rushing through me and yet, I can’t help but land on gratitude. Granted, tears are still pouring down my face and hx de Q Zzz x- and that was me pausing to cry just loud enough to wake him up. Now Itachi is looking at me like “girl, why are you crying, you’ll come back to see me.” which is true…
but it won’t be the same as waking up at random hours of the night because I forgot to leave the door cracked just in case crackhead mode turned on and he decides its time to BE MAYHEM. *time to climb walls, sofiji’s tapestries and clothing rack. knock everything down, but especially her headphones and the roll of film on her trinket tray she constantly picks up but never hides.* Coming to visit won’t compare to coming home to this pookie monster excited to greet me and beg to let him in my room knowing damn well I’ve been mad because of the broken bong I have to fix AGAIN.
Walking around the apartment to the sound of itachina’s little taps behind me or to silence as she prepares to prance at me from around the corner is something I will truly miss. Watching New Girl together or whatever random movie I threw on. Constantly pushing her nose off my food, but also letting itachina smell whatever I was eating just so they knew what it was it was.
Itachi Mayhem was more than just “the roomate’s cat.” I had a feeling I’d learn a thing or two at my first apartment out of college, but I never expected some of the lesson to come from such a tiny, aggressive, but fucking adorable creature!!!
I could keep ranting, but i’m late to christmas.
#Anyways.
Here’s to gang, thank you for being there for me, not getting scared when I cried, letting me annoyingly love you and solidifying what I already knew about friendships -gender don’t matter + love has no boundaries.
Don’t change pookie monster. I’ll be back🫂🤍
There’s four days left before I officially move out from my Chapel St. apartment (technically, i’ve already moved out, my stuff is all gone). Which means four more days to drag out this very unfortunate goodbye with the most unexpected friendship - Sofiji and Itchachi Mayhem.
I write this literally, as they lay their little head on my arm, with all the emotions rushing through me and yet, I can’t help but land on gratitude. Granted, tears are still pouring down my face and hx de Q Zzz x- and that was me pausing to cry just loud enough to wake him up. Now Itachi is looking at me like “girl, why are you crying, you’ll come back to see me.” which is true…
but it won’t be the same as waking up at random hours of the night because I forgot to leave the door cracked just in case crackhead mode turned on and he decides its time to BE MAYHEM. *time to climb walls, sofiji’s tapestries and clothing rack. knock everything down, but especially her headphones and the roll of film on her trinket tray she constantly picks up but never hides.* Coming to visit won’t compare to coming home to this pookie monster excited to greet me and beg to let him in my room knowing damn well I’ve been mad because of the broken bong I have to fix AGAIN.
Walking around the apartment to the sound of itachina’s little taps behind me or to silence as she prepares to prance at me from around the corner is something I will truly miss. Watching New Girl together or whatever random movie I threw on. Constantly pushing her nose off my food, but also letting itachina smell whatever I was eating just so they knew what it was it was.
Itachi Mayhem was more than just “the roomate’s cat.” I had a feeling I’d learn a thing or two at my first apartment out of college, but I never expected some of the lesson to come from such a tiny, aggressive, but fucking adorable creature!!!
I could keep ranting, but i’m late to christmas.
#Anyways.
Here’s to gang, thank you for being there for me, not getting scared when I cried, letting me annoyingly love you and solidifying what I already knew about friendships -gender don’t matter + love has no boundaries.
Don’t change pookie monster. I’ll be back🫂🤍
There’s four days left before I officially move out from my Chapel St. apartment (technically, i’ve already moved out, my stuff is all gone). Which means four more days to drag out this very unfortunate goodbye with the most unexpected friendship - Sofiji and Itchachi Mayhem.
I write this literally, as they lay their little head on my arm, with all the emotions rushing through me and yet, I can’t help but land on gratitude. Granted, tears are still pouring down my face and hx de Q Zzz x- and that was me pausing to cry just loud enough to wake him up. Now Itachi is looking at me like “girl, why are you crying, you’ll come back to see me.” which is true…
but it won’t be the same as waking up at random hours of the night because I forgot to leave the door cracked just in case crackhead mode turned on and he decides its time to BE MAYHEM. *time to climb walls, sofiji’s tapestries and clothing rack. knock everything down, but especially her headphones and the roll of film on her trinket tray she constantly picks up but never hides.* Coming to visit won’t compare to coming home to this pookie monster excited to greet me and beg to let him in my room knowing damn well I’ve been mad because of the broken bong I have to fix AGAIN.
Walking around the apartment to the sound of itachina’s little taps behind me or to silence as she prepares to prance at me from around the corner is something I will truly miss. Watching New Girl together or whatever random movie I threw on. Constantly pushing her nose off my food, but also letting itachina smell whatever I was eating just so they knew what it was it was.
Itachi Mayhem was more than just “the roomate’s cat.” I had a feeling I’d learn a thing or two at my first apartment out of college, but I never expected some of the lesson to come from such a tiny, aggressive, but fucking adorable creature!!!
I could keep ranting, but i’m late to christmas.
#Anyways.
Here’s to gang, thank you for being there for me, not getting scared when I cried, letting me annoyingly love you and solidifying what I already knew about friendships -gender don’t matter + love has no boundaries.
Don’t change pookie monster. I’ll be back🫂🤍
There’s four days left before I officially move out from my Chapel St. apartment (technically, i’ve already moved out, my stuff is all gone). Which means four more days to drag out this very unfortunate goodbye with the most unexpected friendship - Sofiji and Itchachi Mayhem.
I write this literally, as they lay their little head on my arm, with all the emotions rushing through me and yet, I can’t help but land on gratitude. Granted, tears are still pouring down my face and hx de Q Zzz x- and that was me pausing to cry just loud enough to wake him up. Now Itachi is looking at me like “girl, why are you crying, you’ll come back to see me.” which is true…
but it won’t be the same as waking up at random hours of the night because I forgot to leave the door cracked just in case crackhead mode turned on and he decides its time to BE MAYHEM. *time to climb walls, sofiji’s tapestries and clothing rack. knock everything down, but especially her headphones and the roll of film on her trinket tray she constantly picks up but never hides.* Coming to visit won’t compare to coming home to this pookie monster excited to greet me and beg to let him in my room knowing damn well I’ve been mad because of the broken bong I have to fix AGAIN.
Walking around the apartment to the sound of itachina’s little taps behind me or to silence as she prepares to prance at me from around the corner is something I will truly miss. Watching New Girl together or whatever random movie I threw on. Constantly pushing her nose off my food, but also letting itachina smell whatever I was eating just so they knew what it was it was.
Itachi Mayhem was more than just “the roomate’s cat.” I had a feeling I’d learn a thing or two at my first apartment out of college, but I never expected some of the lesson to come from such a tiny, aggressive, but fucking adorable creature!!!
I could keep ranting, but i’m late to christmas.
#Anyways.
Here’s to gang, thank you for being there for me, not getting scared when I cried, letting me annoyingly love you and solidifying what I already knew about friendships -gender don’t matter + love has no boundaries.
Don’t change pookie monster. I’ll be back🫂🤍
There’s four days left before I officially move out from my Chapel St. apartment (technically, i’ve already moved out, my stuff is all gone). Which means four more days to drag out this very unfortunate goodbye with the most unexpected friendship - Sofiji and Itchachi Mayhem.
I write this literally, as they lay their little head on my arm, with all the emotions rushing through me and yet, I can’t help but land on gratitude. Granted, tears are still pouring down my face and hx de Q Zzz x- and that was me pausing to cry just loud enough to wake him up. Now Itachi is looking at me like “girl, why are you crying, you’ll come back to see me.” which is true…
but it won’t be the same as waking up at random hours of the night because I forgot to leave the door cracked just in case crackhead mode turned on and he decides its time to BE MAYHEM. *time to climb walls, sofiji’s tapestries and clothing rack. knock everything down, but especially her headphones and the roll of film on her trinket tray she constantly picks up but never hides.* Coming to visit won’t compare to coming home to this pookie monster excited to greet me and beg to let him in my room knowing damn well I’ve been mad because of the broken bong I have to fix AGAIN.
Walking around the apartment to the sound of itachina’s little taps behind me or to silence as she prepares to prance at me from around the corner is something I will truly miss. Watching New Girl together or whatever random movie I threw on. Constantly pushing her nose off my food, but also letting itachina smell whatever I was eating just so they knew what it was it was.
Itachi Mayhem was more than just “the roomate’s cat.” I had a feeling I’d learn a thing or two at my first apartment out of college, but I never expected some of the lesson to come from such a tiny, aggressive, but fucking adorable creature!!!
I could keep ranting, but i’m late to christmas.
#Anyways.
Here’s to gang, thank you for being there for me, not getting scared when I cried, letting me annoyingly love you and solidifying what I already knew about friendships -gender don’t matter + love has no boundaries.
Don’t change pookie monster. I’ll be back🫂🤍
There’s four days left before I officially move out from my Chapel St. apartment (technically, i’ve already moved out, my stuff is all gone). Which means four more days to drag out this very unfortunate goodbye with the most unexpected friendship - Sofiji and Itchachi Mayhem.
I write this literally, as they lay their little head on my arm, with all the emotions rushing through me and yet, I can’t help but land on gratitude. Granted, tears are still pouring down my face and hx de Q Zzz x- and that was me pausing to cry just loud enough to wake him up. Now Itachi is looking at me like “girl, why are you crying, you’ll come back to see me.” which is true…
but it won’t be the same as waking up at random hours of the night because I forgot to leave the door cracked just in case crackhead mode turned on and he decides its time to BE MAYHEM. *time to climb walls, sofiji’s tapestries and clothing rack. knock everything down, but especially her headphones and the roll of film on her trinket tray she constantly picks up but never hides.* Coming to visit won’t compare to coming home to this pookie monster excited to greet me and beg to let him in my room knowing damn well I’ve been mad because of the broken bong I have to fix AGAIN.
Walking around the apartment to the sound of itachina’s little taps behind me or to silence as she prepares to prance at me from around the corner is something I will truly miss. Watching New Girl together or whatever random movie I threw on. Constantly pushing her nose off my food, but also letting itachina smell whatever I was eating just so they knew what it was it was.
Itachi Mayhem was more than just “the roomate’s cat.” I had a feeling I’d learn a thing or two at my first apartment out of college, but I never expected some of the lesson to come from such a tiny, aggressive, but fucking adorable creature!!!
I could keep ranting, but i’m late to christmas.
#Anyways.
Here’s to gang, thank you for being there for me, not getting scared when I cried, letting me annoyingly love you and solidifying what I already knew about friendships -gender don’t matter + love has no boundaries.
Don’t change pookie monster. I’ll be back🫂🤍
There’s four days left before I officially move out from my Chapel St. apartment (technically, i’ve already moved out, my stuff is all gone). Which means four more days to drag out this very unfortunate goodbye with the most unexpected friendship - Sofiji and Itchachi Mayhem.
I write this literally, as they lay their little head on my arm, with all the emotions rushing through me and yet, I can’t help but land on gratitude. Granted, tears are still pouring down my face and hx de Q Zzz x- and that was me pausing to cry just loud enough to wake him up. Now Itachi is looking at me like “girl, why are you crying, you’ll come back to see me.” which is true…
but it won’t be the same as waking up at random hours of the night because I forgot to leave the door cracked just in case crackhead mode turned on and he decides its time to BE MAYHEM. *time to climb walls, sofiji’s tapestries and clothing rack. knock everything down, but especially her headphones and the roll of film on her trinket tray she constantly picks up but never hides.* Coming to visit won’t compare to coming home to this pookie monster excited to greet me and beg to let him in my room knowing damn well I’ve been mad because of the broken bong I have to fix AGAIN.
Walking around the apartment to the sound of itachina’s little taps behind me or to silence as she prepares to prance at me from around the corner is something I will truly miss. Watching New Girl together or whatever random movie I threw on. Constantly pushing her nose off my food, but also letting itachina smell whatever I was eating just so they knew what it was it was.
Itachi Mayhem was more than just “the roomate’s cat.” I had a feeling I’d learn a thing or two at my first apartment out of college, but I never expected some of the lesson to come from such a tiny, aggressive, but fucking adorable creature!!!
I could keep ranting, but i’m late to christmas.
#Anyways.
Here’s to gang, thank you for being there for me, not getting scared when I cried, letting me annoyingly love you and solidifying what I already knew about friendships -gender don’t matter + love has no boundaries.
Don’t change pookie monster. I’ll be back🫂🤍
There’s four days left before I officially move out from my Chapel St. apartment (technically, i’ve already moved out, my stuff is all gone). Which means four more days to drag out this very unfortunate goodbye with the most unexpected friendship - Sofiji and Itchachi Mayhem.
I write this literally, as they lay their little head on my arm, with all the emotions rushing through me and yet, I can’t help but land on gratitude. Granted, tears are still pouring down my face and hx de Q Zzz x- and that was me pausing to cry just loud enough to wake him up. Now Itachi is looking at me like “girl, why are you crying, you’ll come back to see me.” which is true…
but it won’t be the same as waking up at random hours of the night because I forgot to leave the door cracked just in case crackhead mode turned on and he decides its time to BE MAYHEM. *time to climb walls, sofiji’s tapestries and clothing rack. knock everything down, but especially her headphones and the roll of film on her trinket tray she constantly picks up but never hides.* Coming to visit won’t compare to coming home to this pookie monster excited to greet me and beg to let him in my room knowing damn well I’ve been mad because of the broken bong I have to fix AGAIN.
Walking around the apartment to the sound of itachina’s little taps behind me or to silence as she prepares to prance at me from around the corner is something I will truly miss. Watching New Girl together or whatever random movie I threw on. Constantly pushing her nose off my food, but also letting itachina smell whatever I was eating just so they knew what it was it was.
Itachi Mayhem was more than just “the roomate’s cat.” I had a feeling I’d learn a thing or two at my first apartment out of college, but I never expected some of the lesson to come from such a tiny, aggressive, but fucking adorable creature!!!
I could keep ranting, but i’m late to christmas.
#Anyways.
Here’s to gang, thank you for being there for me, not getting scared when I cried, letting me annoyingly love you and solidifying what I already knew about friendships -gender don’t matter + love has no boundaries.
Don’t change pookie monster. I’ll be back🫂🤍
There’s four days left before I officially move out from my Chapel St. apartment (technically, i’ve already moved out, my stuff is all gone). Which means four more days to drag out this very unfortunate goodbye with the most unexpected friendship - Sofiji and Itchachi Mayhem.
I write this literally, as they lay their little head on my arm, with all the emotions rushing through me and yet, I can’t help but land on gratitude. Granted, tears are still pouring down my face and hx de Q Zzz x- and that was me pausing to cry just loud enough to wake him up. Now Itachi is looking at me like “girl, why are you crying, you’ll come back to see me.” which is true…
but it won’t be the same as waking up at random hours of the night because I forgot to leave the door cracked just in case crackhead mode turned on and he decides its time to BE MAYHEM. *time to climb walls, sofiji’s tapestries and clothing rack. knock everything down, but especially her headphones and the roll of film on her trinket tray she constantly picks up but never hides.* Coming to visit won’t compare to coming home to this pookie monster excited to greet me and beg to let him in my room knowing damn well I’ve been mad because of the broken bong I have to fix AGAIN.
Walking around the apartment to the sound of itachina’s little taps behind me or to silence as she prepares to prance at me from around the corner is something I will truly miss. Watching New Girl together or whatever random movie I threw on. Constantly pushing her nose off my food, but also letting itachina smell whatever I was eating just so they knew what it was it was.
Itachi Mayhem was more than just “the roomate’s cat.” I had a feeling I’d learn a thing or two at my first apartment out of college, but I never expected some of the lesson to come from such a tiny, aggressive, but fucking adorable creature!!!
I could keep ranting, but i’m late to christmas.
#Anyways.
Here’s to gang, thank you for being there for me, not getting scared when I cried, letting me annoyingly love you and solidifying what I already knew about friendships -gender don’t matter + love has no boundaries.
Don’t change pookie monster. I’ll be back🫂🤍
There’s four days left before I officially move out from my Chapel St. apartment (technically, i’ve already moved out, my stuff is all gone). Which means four more days to drag out this very unfortunate goodbye with the most unexpected friendship - Sofiji and Itchachi Mayhem.
I write this literally, as they lay their little head on my arm, with all the emotions rushing through me and yet, I can’t help but land on gratitude. Granted, tears are still pouring down my face and hx de Q Zzz x- and that was me pausing to cry just loud enough to wake him up. Now Itachi is looking at me like “girl, why are you crying, you’ll come back to see me.” which is true…
but it won’t be the same as waking up at random hours of the night because I forgot to leave the door cracked just in case crackhead mode turned on and he decides its time to BE MAYHEM. *time to climb walls, sofiji’s tapestries and clothing rack. knock everything down, but especially her headphones and the roll of film on her trinket tray she constantly picks up but never hides.* Coming to visit won’t compare to coming home to this pookie monster excited to greet me and beg to let him in my room knowing damn well I’ve been mad because of the broken bong I have to fix AGAIN.
Walking around the apartment to the sound of itachina’s little taps behind me or to silence as she prepares to prance at me from around the corner is something I will truly miss. Watching New Girl together or whatever random movie I threw on. Constantly pushing her nose off my food, but also letting itachina smell whatever I was eating just so they knew what it was it was.
Itachi Mayhem was more than just “the roomate’s cat.” I had a feeling I’d learn a thing or two at my first apartment out of college, but I never expected some of the lesson to come from such a tiny, aggressive, but fucking adorable creature!!!
I could keep ranting, but i’m late to christmas.
#Anyways.
Here’s to gang, thank you for being there for me, not getting scared when I cried, letting me annoyingly love you and solidifying what I already knew about friendships -gender don’t matter + love has no boundaries.
Don’t change pookie monster. I’ll be back🫂🤍
There’s four days left before I officially move out from my Chapel St. apartment (technically, i’ve already moved out, my stuff is all gone). Which means four more days to drag out this very unfortunate goodbye with the most unexpected friendship - Sofiji and Itchachi Mayhem.
I write this literally, as they lay their little head on my arm, with all the emotions rushing through me and yet, I can’t help but land on gratitude. Granted, tears are still pouring down my face and hx de Q Zzz x- and that was me pausing to cry just loud enough to wake him up. Now Itachi is looking at me like “girl, why are you crying, you’ll come back to see me.” which is true…
but it won’t be the same as waking up at random hours of the night because I forgot to leave the door cracked just in case crackhead mode turned on and he decides its time to BE MAYHEM. *time to climb walls, sofiji’s tapestries and clothing rack. knock everything down, but especially her headphones and the roll of film on her trinket tray she constantly picks up but never hides.* Coming to visit won’t compare to coming home to this pookie monster excited to greet me and beg to let him in my room knowing damn well I’ve been mad because of the broken bong I have to fix AGAIN.
Walking around the apartment to the sound of itachina’s little taps behind me or to silence as she prepares to prance at me from around the corner is something I will truly miss. Watching New Girl together or whatever random movie I threw on. Constantly pushing her nose off my food, but also letting itachina smell whatever I was eating just so they knew what it was it was.
Itachi Mayhem was more than just “the roomate’s cat.” I had a feeling I’d learn a thing or two at my first apartment out of college, but I never expected some of the lesson to come from such a tiny, aggressive, but fucking adorable creature!!!
I could keep ranting, but i’m late to christmas.
#Anyways.
Here’s to gang, thank you for being there for me, not getting scared when I cried, letting me annoyingly love you and solidifying what I already knew about friendships -gender don’t matter + love has no boundaries.
Don’t change pookie monster. I’ll be back🫂🤍
There’s four days left before I officially move out from my Chapel St. apartment (technically, i’ve already moved out, my stuff is all gone). Which means four more days to drag out this very unfortunate goodbye with the most unexpected friendship - Sofiji and Itchachi Mayhem.
I write this literally, as they lay their little head on my arm, with all the emotions rushing through me and yet, I can’t help but land on gratitude. Granted, tears are still pouring down my face and hx de Q Zzz x- and that was me pausing to cry just loud enough to wake him up. Now Itachi is looking at me like “girl, why are you crying, you’ll come back to see me.” which is true…
but it won’t be the same as waking up at random hours of the night because I forgot to leave the door cracked just in case crackhead mode turned on and he decides its time to BE MAYHEM. *time to climb walls, sofiji’s tapestries and clothing rack. knock everything down, but especially her headphones and the roll of film on her trinket tray she constantly picks up but never hides.* Coming to visit won’t compare to coming home to this pookie monster excited to greet me and beg to let him in my room knowing damn well I’ve been mad because of the broken bong I have to fix AGAIN.
Walking around the apartment to the sound of itachina’s little taps behind me or to silence as she prepares to prance at me from around the corner is something I will truly miss. Watching New Girl together or whatever random movie I threw on. Constantly pushing her nose off my food, but also letting itachina smell whatever I was eating just so they knew what it was it was.
Itachi Mayhem was more than just “the roomate’s cat.” I had a feeling I’d learn a thing or two at my first apartment out of college, but I never expected some of the lesson to come from such a tiny, aggressive, but fucking adorable creature!!!
I could keep ranting, but i’m late to christmas.
#Anyways.
Here’s to gang, thank you for being there for me, not getting scared when I cried, letting me annoyingly love you and solidifying what I already knew about friendships -gender don’t matter + love has no boundaries.
Don’t change pookie monster. I’ll be back🫂🤍
There’s four days left before I officially move out from my Chapel St. apartment (technically, i’ve already moved out, my stuff is all gone). Which means four more days to drag out this very unfortunate goodbye with the most unexpected friendship - Sofiji and Itchachi Mayhem.
I write this literally, as they lay their little head on my arm, with all the emotions rushing through me and yet, I can’t help but land on gratitude. Granted, tears are still pouring down my face and hx de Q Zzz x- and that was me pausing to cry just loud enough to wake him up. Now Itachi is looking at me like “girl, why are you crying, you’ll come back to see me.” which is true…
but it won’t be the same as waking up at random hours of the night because I forgot to leave the door cracked just in case crackhead mode turned on and he decides its time to BE MAYHEM. *time to climb walls, sofiji’s tapestries and clothing rack. knock everything down, but especially her headphones and the roll of film on her trinket tray she constantly picks up but never hides.* Coming to visit won’t compare to coming home to this pookie monster excited to greet me and beg to let him in my room knowing damn well I’ve been mad because of the broken bong I have to fix AGAIN.
Walking around the apartment to the sound of itachina’s little taps behind me or to silence as she prepares to prance at me from around the corner is something I will truly miss. Watching New Girl together or whatever random movie I threw on. Constantly pushing her nose off my food, but also letting itachina smell whatever I was eating just so they knew what it was it was.
Itachi Mayhem was more than just “the roomate’s cat.” I had a feeling I’d learn a thing or two at my first apartment out of college, but I never expected some of the lesson to come from such a tiny, aggressive, but fucking adorable creature!!!
I could keep ranting, but i’m late to christmas.
#Anyways.
Here’s to gang, thank you for being there for me, not getting scared when I cried, letting me annoyingly love you and solidifying what I already knew about friendships -gender don’t matter + love has no boundaries.
Don’t change pookie monster. I’ll be back🫂🤍
There’s four days left before I officially move out from my Chapel St. apartment (technically, i’ve already moved out, my stuff is all gone). Which means four more days to drag out this very unfortunate goodbye with the most unexpected friendship - Sofiji and Itchachi Mayhem.
I write this literally, as they lay their little head on my arm, with all the emotions rushing through me and yet, I can’t help but land on gratitude. Granted, tears are still pouring down my face and hx de Q Zzz x- and that was me pausing to cry just loud enough to wake him up. Now Itachi is looking at me like “girl, why are you crying, you’ll come back to see me.” which is true…
but it won’t be the same as waking up at random hours of the night because I forgot to leave the door cracked just in case crackhead mode turned on and he decides its time to BE MAYHEM. *time to climb walls, sofiji’s tapestries and clothing rack. knock everything down, but especially her headphones and the roll of film on her trinket tray she constantly picks up but never hides.* Coming to visit won’t compare to coming home to this pookie monster excited to greet me and beg to let him in my room knowing damn well I’ve been mad because of the broken bong I have to fix AGAIN.
Walking around the apartment to the sound of itachina’s little taps behind me or to silence as she prepares to prance at me from around the corner is something I will truly miss. Watching New Girl together or whatever random movie I threw on. Constantly pushing her nose off my food, but also letting itachina smell whatever I was eating just so they knew what it was it was.
Itachi Mayhem was more than just “the roomate’s cat.” I had a feeling I’d learn a thing or two at my first apartment out of college, but I never expected some of the lesson to come from such a tiny, aggressive, but fucking adorable creature!!!
I could keep ranting, but i’m late to christmas.
#Anyways.
Here’s to gang, thank you for being there for me, not getting scared when I cried, letting me annoyingly love you and solidifying what I already knew about friendships -gender don’t matter + love has no boundaries.
Don’t change pookie monster. I’ll be back🫂🤍
There’s four days left before I officially move out from my Chapel St. apartment (technically, i’ve already moved out, my stuff is all gone). Which means four more days to drag out this very unfortunate goodbye with the most unexpected friendship - Sofiji and Itchachi Mayhem.
I write this literally, as they lay their little head on my arm, with all the emotions rushing through me and yet, I can’t help but land on gratitude. Granted, tears are still pouring down my face and hx de Q Zzz x- and that was me pausing to cry just loud enough to wake him up. Now Itachi is looking at me like “girl, why are you crying, you’ll come back to see me.” which is true…
but it won’t be the same as waking up at random hours of the night because I forgot to leave the door cracked just in case crackhead mode turned on and he decides its time to BE MAYHEM. *time to climb walls, sofiji’s tapestries and clothing rack. knock everything down, but especially her headphones and the roll of film on her trinket tray she constantly picks up but never hides.* Coming to visit won’t compare to coming home to this pookie monster excited to greet me and beg to let him in my room knowing damn well I’ve been mad because of the broken bong I have to fix AGAIN.
Walking around the apartment to the sound of itachina’s little taps behind me or to silence as she prepares to prance at me from around the corner is something I will truly miss. Watching New Girl together or whatever random movie I threw on. Constantly pushing her nose off my food, but also letting itachina smell whatever I was eating just so they knew what it was it was.
Itachi Mayhem was more than just “the roomate’s cat.” I had a feeling I’d learn a thing or two at my first apartment out of college, but I never expected some of the lesson to come from such a tiny, aggressive, but fucking adorable creature!!!
I could keep ranting, but i’m late to christmas.
#Anyways.
Here’s to gang, thank you for being there for me, not getting scared when I cried, letting me annoyingly love you and solidifying what I already knew about friendships -gender don’t matter + love has no boundaries.
Don’t change pookie monster. I’ll be back🫂🤍
There’s four days left before I officially move out from my Chapel St. apartment (technically, i’ve already moved out, my stuff is all gone). Which means four more days to drag out this very unfortunate goodbye with the most unexpected friendship - Sofiji and Itchachi Mayhem.
I write this literally, as they lay their little head on my arm, with all the emotions rushing through me and yet, I can’t help but land on gratitude. Granted, tears are still pouring down my face and hx de Q Zzz x- and that was me pausing to cry just loud enough to wake him up. Now Itachi is looking at me like “girl, why are you crying, you’ll come back to see me.” which is true…
but it won’t be the same as waking up at random hours of the night because I forgot to leave the door cracked just in case crackhead mode turned on and he decides its time to BE MAYHEM. *time to climb walls, sofiji’s tapestries and clothing rack. knock everything down, but especially her headphones and the roll of film on her trinket tray she constantly picks up but never hides.* Coming to visit won’t compare to coming home to this pookie monster excited to greet me and beg to let him in my room knowing damn well I’ve been mad because of the broken bong I have to fix AGAIN.
Walking around the apartment to the sound of itachina’s little taps behind me or to silence as she prepares to prance at me from around the corner is something I will truly miss. Watching New Girl together or whatever random movie I threw on. Constantly pushing her nose off my food, but also letting itachina smell whatever I was eating just so they knew what it was it was.
Itachi Mayhem was more than just “the roomate’s cat.” I had a feeling I’d learn a thing or two at my first apartment out of college, but I never expected some of the lesson to come from such a tiny, aggressive, but fucking adorable creature!!!
I could keep ranting, but i’m late to christmas.
#Anyways.
Here’s to gang, thank you for being there for me, not getting scared when I cried, letting me annoyingly love you and solidifying what I already knew about friendships -gender don’t matter + love has no boundaries.
Don’t change pookie monster. I’ll be back🫂🤍
I pledge allegiance to myself in the (un)United States of America, and to the consciousness for which I stand, one heart, under the universe, indivisible, with liberty and justice for my people
🗣️🇺🇸✨♥️
I pledge allegiance to myself in the (un)United States of America, and to the consciousness for which I stand, one heart, under the universe, indivisible, with liberty and justice for my people
🗣️🇺🇸✨♥️
I pledge allegiance to myself in the (un)United States of America, and to the consciousness for which I stand, one heart, under the universe, indivisible, with liberty and justice for my people
🗣️🇺🇸✨♥️
I pledge allegiance to myself in the (un)United States of America, and to the consciousness for which I stand, one heart, under the universe, indivisible, with liberty and justice for my people
🗣️🇺🇸✨♥️
I pledge allegiance to myself in the (un)United States of America, and to the consciousness for which I stand, one heart, under the universe, indivisible, with liberty and justice for my people
🗣️🇺🇸✨♥️
I pledge allegiance to myself in the (un)United States of America, and to the consciousness for which I stand, one heart, under the universe, indivisible, with liberty and justice for my people
🗣️🇺🇸✨♥️
I pledge allegiance to myself in the (un)United States of America, and to the consciousness for which I stand, one heart, under the universe, indivisible, with liberty and justice for my people
🗣️🇺🇸✨♥️
I pledge allegiance to myself in the (un)United States of America, and to the consciousness for which I stand, one heart, under the universe, indivisible, with liberty and justice for my people
🗣️🇺🇸✨♥️
I pledge allegiance to myself in the (un)United States of America, and to the consciousness for which I stand, one heart, under the universe, indivisible, with liberty and justice for my people
🗣️🇺🇸✨♥️
I could write a book on the things I’m grateful for in this life, but thank God 4 me!
In honor of World Philosophy Day, I bring to you Sofia and Sophia’s endless ponder series…
I encourage you to ponder all aspects of life. the good the bad and the ugly. your life is beautiful, all of it. you just have to see it :)
In honor of World Philosophy Day, I bring to you Sofia and Sophia’s endless ponder series…
I encourage you to ponder all aspects of life. the good the bad and the ugly. your life is beautiful, all of it. you just have to see it :)
In honor of World Philosophy Day, I bring to you Sofia and Sophia’s endless ponder series…
I encourage you to ponder all aspects of life. the good the bad and the ugly. your life is beautiful, all of it. you just have to see it :)
In honor of World Philosophy Day, I bring to you Sofia and Sophia’s endless ponder series…
I encourage you to ponder all aspects of life. the good the bad and the ugly. your life is beautiful, all of it. you just have to see it :)
In honor of World Philosophy Day, I bring to you Sofia and Sophia’s endless ponder series…
I encourage you to ponder all aspects of life. the good the bad and the ugly. your life is beautiful, all of it. you just have to see it :)
In honor of World Philosophy Day, I bring to you Sofia and Sophia’s endless ponder series…
I encourage you to ponder all aspects of life. the good the bad and the ugly. your life is beautiful, all of it. you just have to see it :)
In honor of World Philosophy Day, I bring to you Sofia and Sophia’s endless ponder series…
I encourage you to ponder all aspects of life. the good the bad and the ugly. your life is beautiful, all of it. you just have to see it :)
In honor of World Philosophy Day, I bring to you Sofia and Sophia’s endless ponder series…
I encourage you to ponder all aspects of life. the good the bad and the ugly. your life is beautiful, all of it. you just have to see it :)
fall back? darkness at 5pm?NO THANK YOU! bring daylight savings back and take me to Spring 2024 please🌱✨🪬
fall back? darkness at 5pm?NO THANK YOU! bring daylight savings back and take me to Spring 2024 please🌱✨🪬
fall back? darkness at 5pm?NO THANK YOU! bring daylight savings back and take me to Spring 2024 please🌱✨🪬
fall back? darkness at 5pm?NO THANK YOU! bring daylight savings back and take me to Spring 2024 please🌱✨🪬
fall back? darkness at 5pm?NO THANK YOU! bring daylight savings back and take me to Spring 2024 please🌱✨🪬
on a cold rainy day like today, this is the warmth I long for: family🛖☕️🫂✨
birthday shoutout to my fabulous brother @jdcostac I miss u 🫶🏽
on a cold rainy day like today, this is the warmth I long for: family🛖☕️🫂✨
birthday shoutout to my fabulous brother @jdcostac I miss u 🫶🏽
on a cold rainy day like today, this is the warmth I long for: family🛖☕️🫂✨
birthday shoutout to my fabulous brother @jdcostac I miss u 🫶🏽
on a cold rainy day like today, this is the warmth I long for: family🛖☕️🫂✨
birthday shoutout to my fabulous brother @jdcostac I miss u 🫶🏽
on a cold rainy day like today, this is the warmth I long for: family🛖☕️🫂✨
birthday shoutout to my fabulous brother @jdcostac I miss u 🫶🏽
on a cold rainy day like today, this is the warmth I long for: family🛖☕️🫂✨
birthday shoutout to my fabulous brother @jdcostac I miss u 🫶🏽
on a cold rainy day like today, this is the warmth I long for: family🛖☕️🫂✨
birthday shoutout to my fabulous brother @jdcostac I miss u 🫶🏽
on a cold rainy day like today, this is the warmth I long for: family🛖☕️🫂✨
birthday shoutout to my fabulous brother @jdcostac I miss u 🫶🏽
on a cold rainy day like today, this is the warmth I long for: family🛖☕️🫂✨
birthday shoutout to my fabulous brother @jdcostac I miss u 🫶🏽
on a cold rainy day like today, this is the warmth I long for: family🛖☕️🫂✨
birthday shoutout to my fabulous brother @jdcostac I miss u 🫶🏽
if you see “me” walking on campus, just know it’s not me, it’s the AI clone of me.
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