+ one more. Taken from when I was living up on the 7th floor. Moved down to a bigger apartment some months ago (during my "absence") on the second floor. Love the space, view isn't quite as nice.. It was snowing and I was the happiest boy in the world. Weather was perfect, + at the time things were seemingly perfect between me and miss Wiggins. Well, they were perfect...but not anymore. So fuckin' beautiful. I seldom drank during these days:
Yeah, I was the happiest boy in the world.
but shit turned eveeuuuuhhhhl. Sorta. I'm off to bed, night everyone.