gottscheer has a curse on it. so many boy dramas have befallen me and others after a night at gottscheer and it cannot be a coincidence. how can you break a curse? i have to read my not my boyfriend's brother's inscribed copy of fuccboi before my not my boyfriend breaks up with me. "FOR BLAKETHEMAN—YOU THE FUN MAN BRO. COLLAB DROPPING SOON THEY NOT READY." how long do you think i have? 48 hours? he's not allowed to have a girlfriend because he's still in love with his ex and i'm not allowed to have a boyfriend because i emotionally abused mine. let's both say it on the count of 3! lunch and dinner with justin's parent's tonight. his mom cried at both lunch and dinner because she says she is so happy that justin has friends like us. walking to the train after dinner in greenpoint we see austin and he sees us and we both look back. those big black orbs still shine in the dark. i'm sure we were like confusing ghosts to him. i'm being incredibly psychotic about this gift i am constructing for the alcoholic at work. i'm not allowed to have a boyfriend because i'm already in love and it's the alcoholic at work sorry. i'm picking pine needles off branches one by one and a tube of green paint. i can't tell you what i'm going to say to him because it's crazy. i'm going for a gift that says "i will think about you every day until i die, good luck in new jersey!" i snuck this pic of justin's parents. just precious. some people are getting upset about this blog it seems. but you can't shoot me down i'll just get back up. ciao and à bien tôt!