I'm not sure who ordered summer rain for New Year's Eve... or for that matter summer rain in December. I'm not even really sure if I want to complain about this. This is beautiful. I need a cocktail. Is it too early for cocktails? I'm going to get a sundress.
Drunk texts kind of make me happy. And angry. Angry because why do you only have the guts to message me when you're drunk, asshole**. Happy because I like happy drunk people, they are adorable.