Moshing is OFFICIALLY one of my most favorite things to do on this planet!! Only thing that holds a candle is drinking a double Long Island in a BLUE dog bowl!! So much fun and excited for the next one!! Now to tend to my boo boos 😆
ended up staying the night at Sydney’s. Despite the fact that my utter
heartbreak was the reason for doing so, and that the nonstop tears had blurred
my vision so much that I couldn’t drive, it was comforting to borrow her old
high school t-shirt and a pair of running shorts to sleep in and crawl under
her grandmother’s quilt. Her house always smelled like a home to me. Her mom
didn’t bake cookies and we didn’t braid each other’s hair or anything. But it
just…had that homey smell. And it made me feel safe.
Harry called Sydney to talk to her, I offered to leave the room so she could
have privacy. But instead, she waved it off, rising from the bed and whispering
that she’d take it downstairs. When she returned, I was nearly asleep. She
quietly climbed into bed next to me, my back to her.
SO my only couple problems with my blue denim vest were that i wanted it to be black and i wanted the shoulders to not do That Thing. however, it used to belong to my dad, so i would feel bad cutting it or dyeing it.
so i made a new one. from jeans that no longer fit me.
its completely sewn by hand and fits perfectly