We had a fucking fantastic weekend at Fred and Sarah’s place. It still seems crazy that I am now so attached to two people who I had never met before Thursday night. I knew Matt and Fred were bofyriends and madly in bro love, but other than that I didn’t go into this knowing much more than what we all know from their Tumblrs. However, from the moment they picked us up at the airport they were friendly, fun, loud, normal, welcoming, and awesome. Sarah brought me to her bridal party and bachelorette party, Fred cooked for me and yelled at me, the dogs attacked my face constantly with their tongues, and I got to see old and new friends who mean even more to me now. I’m going to shut up soon and just give you a few highlights:
Fred & Sarah’s cooking and baking
winning the “Who Knows Sarah Best” game at the bridal shower 24 hours after meeting Sarah
telling a poop story at the (tea party) bridal shower to a dead silent reaction from the other guests
Sarah’s dad and the frozen shark
going out to bars in only a twin bed sheet and a belt
drunk passing out in bed with Sarah
“I think Erika is going to steal our dog”
beating Matt at Mel-burger-eating
whipped cream vodka and cheap bourbon
Mac sleeping in the driveway
a very special beer run
Anyway, totally gay for these people and this was terribly uninteresting for anyone who wasn’t there this weekend. SORRY I’M NOT SORRY.
I’m sick. I look like a douche in this picture and always. I miss my girlfriend. The Rock is on TV and that makes me happy (“Winners go home and fuck the prom queen”). I get to visit Fred and Sarah in a couple weeks with Erika, Steffy, Jacob (in spirit), Kris, Cocksman, and maybe Azzman and others and that makes me even happier. Flu medicine and bourbon are a good mix, right? Chest hair.
This was the first time I met Fred. We fell in love immediately but he decided to fall in love with Sarah instead. And I’m happy he did because he found the girl of his dreams. The way he talks about her, the way they look at each other, the way they support each other through thick and thin, well it’s just…perfect.
This Friday Erika (the girl of my dreams after Fred left me) and I get to see them get married. It’s a wedding I am so happy to be a part of because they are perfect for each other. Which means I’m going to cry a lot.
I love you guys so much. You are some of the best friends anyone can ask for and I can’t wait to hug you and be there to share this wonderful experience together. There will be many more wonderful experiences I’m sure for you, and this is only the beginning.
i. jungle - jamie n commons & x ambassadors/ ii. control - halsey/ iii. don’t threaten me with good time -panic! at the disco/ iv. west coast smoker - fall out boy/ v. everybody’s watching me (uh oh) - the neighbourhood/ vi. up the wolves - the mountain goats/ vii. the quiet - troye sivan/ viii. dream - imagine dragons
I’m married now. Thought it would feel differently but I’m still pulling Azzman, Torgny and Will’s luggage through the airport so it is pretty much the same as before.
I can’t explain to anyone how much I love my friends. I have the best friends in the world. They are amazing. I am surrounded by the best people in the world. I hope I never have to imagine my life without them.
Where everyone else in my life falls short, disrespects me, and hurts my feelings, my friends come through. They helped create the most amazing day and weekend of celebration. If it wasn’t for them I would have been sad on one of the best days of my life. But instead I’m filled with love.
I love you gay fucks. You are the best thing to happen to me since The Kid and The Swede. Thank you!
You guys I stayed at Fred and Sarah’s hosue this weekend and had an amazing time with awesome people and adorable dogs but you’re going to have to wait until tomorrow for a properly gay post about it because I need to organize the pictures I want to shove in your faces. Thank you for your understanding.
When distant family members get all butt hurt when you don’t invite them to any of your gatherings/events. They don’t socialize or communicate with you but as soon as they hear you have something going on they want to be included. No, I’m not sorry it doesn’t work that way. People invite those they want to share the moment with.