My love has been returned to me. He was released from the clutches of that sterile, concrete prison, detached from the foreign liquids releasing into his veins, finally breathing air that has not gone stale flowing through rattling passages.
Fuck yeah!
He is, however, still recovering. Therefore, we've been sitting on his mom's couch, watching Toddlers & Tiaras. I'm driving my mom to work almost every day so I can be with him here -- his mom's house is too far away for me to ride my bike.
I also received the dress I won from Tiger Cult. I love it dearly, and am so glad I went for a dress in simple black with interesting detail.
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