i want you | bob dylan
breakfast: peach, toasted baguette with fresh mozz and arugula. (or butter and honey, i haven’t decided yet). would love coffee but the bulldog house doesn’t have any. what the shit is that? who doesn’t stock coffee?
lunch: will probs eat at the chipper. friday of opening week. yeah. get your game faces on.
ensemble: currently a black tank and boxers, but i’m going to change into the cream ruffly dress, poppy cardigan, brown braided sandals, and tortoiseshell frames.
dream: i dreamt that i dreamt that the house told me, “get out, vina” through the radio while i was showering, because that’s not creepy when you’re sleeping alone in a stranger’s basement. donnie was telling my boyfriend (oh hey, dream vina has a boyfriend. you go, dream vina) about all his troubles. there was an extensive print diagram involved.