500 days of Brian and Katia and fat cat #besties (Taken with instagram)
*in memoriam of fat cat who died today
(Source: almost-never)
I saw this boy die. My wonderful friend on a bike in the rain died, legally dead. 2 months in a coma later he squeezed my hand. That was five years ago. He’s not the same person that he was then, but he’s alive. Being alive is the best thing there is. Every few months I get a text from him, always brings tears to my eyes.
And in that moment, I swear we were infinite.
(via:almost-never)
My big Sunday plan is ordering Thai food, getting rid of a hickey, and figuring out exactly how much whiskey I drank yesterday/this morning.
replace “getting rid of hickey” with “figuring out how i bruised that body part.
also, last night brian and i drank at least one bottle of canadian club whiskey each. best. wedding. ever. our friends are beautiful and for seven hours life was perfect.
I swear it was supposed to say brkfst. Anyway, Brian and I are going to LA.
We’re simple kids with simple pleasures.
Five years this friendship.
(via:almost-never)
Katia and I reminisce on our former coworkers at Urban Outfitters.
and then i dated the 20 yr old. shocking.
Toronto: Business Women’s Special: Brian y Katia el suite life
that.night…a little bit like an episode of skins.
still don’t know whats going on here (via almost-never): I’ve always loved this picture
Remember when Katia taught me how to use an exercise ball? I don’t exercise anymore.
let it be known that brian never exercised. remember that apt i had?
