Laughing with roommates at the kitchen table, homemade ice cream, and The Devil Wears Prada are enough to fix just about anything.
Thankful for nights like this.
My friends mom is 4’9 and her dad is 6’5. Whenever she is mad at him, she grabs a chair to yell in his face. Everytime that happens, he’s laughing too hard for her to stay mad. They say it’s the only way they’ve been married for so long.
haunted by this thought(via royaldemons)
Bored out of my mind.
Waiting around until my meeting at seven. I have so much to be doing, but I’m exhausted and frustrated and things.
So, obviously I’m not doing anything productive (jk Anna, I’m definitely working on the campaign).
How are you guys this afternoon/evening? Doing anything fun or exciting or interesting?