pain, perfection, muscle spasms.

he's made the trip down to Ashland a little easier than it could have been. rent parties always seem to put him in a good mood, he doesn't quite know what it is that makes them so much better than life without. possibly all the queer and acceptance. he was forced to watch twilight, 17 again, and never say never and STILL it was all okay with a little sing/ dance party with musical soundtracks.  he needs to stop buying teas, except they're so perfect in every way. he can't help how much he just wants to just have all the tea forever. mmmmm tea. yep.  he can't help but to laugh at what should be a life. instead it's just a pile of fail.  <3 <3