THIS is my home.
It’s exactly what I’ve been searching for.
I love it with every fiber of my being.
And I plan on being here a very…
…very…
…very long time.
Dear Portland -
You’re all I’ve ever wanted
And all I’ve ever needed.
Thank you for welcoming me back with your beautiful open arms.
I’m here to stay.
HAVE YOU SEEN THESE FLOWERS? THERE ARE SO MANY OF THEM! AND THEY’RE BEUTERFUL. BOOTIFALL. THEY’RE REALLY PRETTY.
I’M GOING TO PUNCH YOU IN THE FACE, YOU BELLIGERENT DRUNK SHITHEAD, IF YOU DO NOT TURN AROUND AND AT LEAST TRY TO HELP ME GET YOU BACK TO THE HOTEL.
YOU’RE MY BEST FRIEND. I LOVE FLOWERS AND TEQUILA AND THE WAY YOUR BACK SMELLS.
I’M GOING TO BURY YOU, AND THEN YOU CAN BECOME FLOWERS.
I WOULD BE PRETTY YELLOW ONES.
… I HATE SO MUCH YOU RIGHT NOW.
New Facebook was just the nail in the coffin