had the craziest dream that kid powers from kid congo & the pink monkey birds was in town & he was taking absolutely beautiful packfilm polaroids of me & tanya dakin (isn’t it so strange when people you don’t know but admire from afar invade your dreams?) and i can’t remember what kind of camera he was using. but tanya was wearing a wig that matched my hair & i was wearing pink & pearls & i looked incredibly pretty & the lighting was just the most beautiful i’ve ever seen. i woke up devastated that i’d never be able to see those polaroids again.

now we’re 10 hours from home, driving driving driving & i can’t wait to go get my dogs. my cousin’s wedding was beautiful, but i’m ready to be back home with my normal life. i even miss work.

driving to my cousin’s wedding with my other cousin’s girlfriend & her mom and i’ve never met them before and i’m super hungover because me & mom were up late drinking & talking about william castle and i’m like trying to have the quietest cry without anybody noticing because i just miss my dogs. fuck.

never, ever ask me to “hook you up” with any of the models i work with, or i will cut your dick off. sleezy ass losers!