February 2011
Chloe. You're a babe. I'm never going anywhere without you again. Let's buy a house and start a bookshop and have an insane ammount of pets and be merry and watch television and laugh about boys for the rest of our lives. Fuck, does ammount have two m's or just one? I don't know. I just had a glass of 12% beer and I'm pretty fucking drunk already. But I can still type so it's all good. And I mean everything I'm saying. Let's get married.
Please rescue me from my mundane life. When I get my license lets run away. Kanye style.
