So I’d like you to meet my partners. This is the broken, this is the beaten, and this is the damned.
Here is the lover, theres the dreamer, and that one there on the right is me.
Just entered a new relationship. There’s Paul, a real estate novelist who never had time for a wife, and Davy, who’s still in the navy and probably will be for life.
Yeah, this is my new boyfriend and girlfriend. Yeah, he was a punk and she did ballet. What more can I say?
Yeah, just got a picture of our polycule back. On the left is the clown, on the right is the joker, and of course, stuck in the middle, there’s you.
my three girlfriends, the soldier who carries a mighty sword, the writer whose weapon is his word, and the king whose brow is big and worn. And yes, they do smoke weed.
Gotta say my favorite moment from the Hozier concert was him saying “I almost cracked up at the beginning of that song. There’s a person in the front row wearing a shirt that says ‘Hozier? I hardly know her!’” and then once the laughter died down, “Now I’m going to lighten the mood a little with a song about hitting an animal with your car”