My, my, my.

I'm becoming so predictable nowadays. My emotions are running on a cycle made up of really distinct patterns, and I don't really care for this.

And Jesus Christ, do I need to work out.

Ps, saw Bon Iver last night. I'm really happy I got the tickets so last minute because I was one million percent in the most to sit and soak in my mood via Justin Vernon.

Ps. Sigh.

This is the part of the blog post where I want to post a video to Skinny Love, but I think I have too much shame for that.

Oh wait, I don't.