morning dog cuddles

 lauryn marie - walk

 julia & angus stone - harvest moon

cocktails for your zodiac sign  

#whiskeysourmemories

bad habits (if only)💃 

Stop a second. 

Think. 

When is the last time you articulated what you were thinking and feeling to another person? Like, even by half let alone all of it? 

If you aren't doing that on the reg, like daily ish, then, who KNOWS you? How?? 

I want to know how be known without having to talk much.

Say one true thing  

👂

Where are these people?

It's like they never were. I see that house every day, it makes me woozy. I can't stop thinking about her, grandbaby in her arms while she on fire. Now it's like POOF. 

PREACH. 

Her: 

Me:

Her:

Me:

Her: the choir is starting 

Me: omg old lady on guitar 🤮

Her: there is emoji for that?

Me: there is an emoji for you 😇, a peck of em🙏

Her: gross

Me: totally - but YOU ARE GOD, can't you make shit suck less? 

Her: I am just the WIFE

Me:

Her:

Me:

Her: Aren'chya going to yell at me about the perfidy of men?

Me: why bother? 

 feist - hiding out in the open

lil Lizzo

 patti smith - smells like teeny spirit

I tried out the AI that has everybody freaking out. I asked it to write a story about me. Its choice of the name "John" was its own...

Once upon a time, in a remote village nestled between mountains and lakes, there lived a witch named Wantdog. She was a solitary woman who preferred the company of her books and music to that of the townsfolk. Wantdog's cottage was hidden deep in the woods, and few dared to venture that far. However, there was one constant companion by her side, her beloved familiar, a dog named Disco.

Disco was no ordinary dog. He possessed a keen intellect and an unwavering loyalty to his mistress. Together, they spent their days exploring the forests and playing in the lakes. Disco had an insatiable appetite for adventure, and Wantdog was happy to indulge him. However, there was one activity that Wantdog loved more than anything else - reading.

Wantdog was an avid reader, and her cottage was lined with shelves upon shelves of books. She spent most of her days lost in the pages of her favorite novels and treatises. Disco would curl up beside her, content to listen to the rustling of the pages and the occasional murmur of delight.

Despite her love for solitude, Wantdog had not always been alone. There had been men in her life, men who had loved her and whom she had loved in return. However, those relationships had always been short-lived. Wantdog was fiercely independent, and few men could handle her sharp tongue and unyielding will.

One day, a young man stumbled upon Wantdog's cottage while exploring the woods. His name was John, and he was a bard who traveled the land, singing songs and telling tales. Wantdog was immediately taken with him, and they spent many days talking about books and music and their shared love of the mountains and lakes.

Disco, however, was suspicious of John. He sensed that the bard's intentions were not pure, that he sought to take Wantdog away from the peace and quiet of her cottage. Wantdog ignored Disco's warnings, and soon enough, John proposed to her. Wantdog accepted, and they planned to leave the village together.

However, on the day of their departure, Wantdog had a change of heart. She realized that she could not leave her beloved cottage and her faithful companion, Disco. She called off the wedding, and John left the village, heartbroken.

Wantdog returned to her quiet life, content in the knowledge that she had made the right decision. She continued to spend her days lost in books and music, with Disco by her side. And though she never found love again, she knew that she was happy with the life she had chosen.

From that day on, Wantdog and Disco lived happily ever after, wandering the woods and playing in the lakes, content in their solitude and their love for each other.

I don't have a songtrack for that horseshit