My anxiety has been through the roof this past month and the idea of visiting the parks has been overwhelming. Because Disney makes me insanely happy, I thought it was time to ease myself back into it. My wonderful friend Amaris was performing in the evening shows of Festival of the Lion King which allowed
Sometimes Cards Against Humanity hits close to home 😂
Moment of honesty? I’m not okay. Things have just been non stop lately and it’s taking its toll on me. It’s getting harder and harder to smile where there are so many tears being shed. I’m tired of seeing the news and fearing that someone I love could be hurt. It’s worse when I find
Guys… what happens if we put a werewolf on the moon?
Are girls all going to the bathroom together because that’s where they rap battle? Nevermind. I don’t want to know. I can’t handle the truth. Fo shizzle.
I have to be honest, I love when people snap random photos of me. When I’m at Disney, I PRAY for Photopass to capture those random moments above the posed ones. The posed ones aren’t real. Those aren’t life. Case in point: Donald + Me + This Photo = Adorable Also…I’m an arrogant potato and
Yes. I’m a 31 year old man who will gladly admit that he dances around his house singing along to Taylor Swift. Here’s the thing. We all do it. If you don’t admit to it, you’re either too grown up to have fun or have lost the sense of wonder and imagination that life is
I think the hardest thing about being an adult, sitting here, watching a movie with my friends in my living room, is pretending that I wasn’t dancing around like an idiot to Taylor Swift, like, ten minutes before they got here…
If anyone needs me, I’m just casually doing the math on how much sleep I’ll get if I go to sleep RIGHT NOW. The answer is: not much. I should go to sleep. Ok… night!
I’m just sitting here innocently watching Game of Thrones and ALL THREE cats are in various parts of the living room staring at me. I’m very uncomfortable. I’m going to take it as a sign to just go to bed… that and I agreed to working a double… a decision I’m sure I shall come
Somewhere With Regret 