no, it don’t come easy
No, it don’t come easy, Patty Griffin. I can’t lay off her music sometimes because it’s like my heart’s bleeding and she’s the bitch with the gauze. I swear, it’s like I haven’t stopped bleeding since the first time I experienced love. It’s like I’m damn famished. I hate to sound “needy” or “hungry” or anything other than perfectly sane, but shit….. let’s get some real love up in here, pronto!
Birthday was phenominal. Friends I wasn’t sure were invited showed up and I had a lot to say because of things we’ve experienced together and it wasn’t the alcohol. I have great friends and I love em ;) Lucky me.
