This is fact not fiction

she’s my one and only. wall of arms around me, old flame.

listening to the maccabees/kimbra this morning. now, it’s a beautiful morning.

doing that hipster shit you do when you’re on the bus/train/anywhere where you sit next to a window and you look out philosophically while soft music plays. i’m in a movie this morning.

that weird moment when a guy actually wants to date you and you have to explain that you have two more months of (self imposed) celibacy left.

lol. words can’t describe how amazing that moment is.

you know it’s all gone downhill in your life when you’re sitting at home watching Real Housewives of fucking Vancouver and making actual commentary out loud.

classiest, most entertaining show, ever. i think this is how my sister feels when she watches keeping up with the kardashians.

Anonymous asked: are you planning to go see 'the beatles: the lost concert' film?

if the oppurtunity came about i would, but it’s not playing in ottawa! (or at least that’s what i thought…)