THE LAST (TAGGED) ONE WAS IN MARCH.

I’M DRINKING A HIPSTER-ASS COCKTAIL IN A TWEE-ASS BAR/CAFÉ THING AND OGLING SOME FOINE-ASS YOUNG MEN SLAYIN’ OLD TIMEY JAZZ ON THEIR INSTRUMENTS (srsly, the tiny ginger bearded bespectacled drummer *swoon*). IT’S MY FOURTH, NAY, THIRD DRINK OF THE EVENING AND I’M HORNY!

and now they finished. sad.

FUCK IT, IT’S FRIDAY!