Orion.

Uh, hello!

Oh, yeah, dude. You’re speakin’ my dialect. Slink on over here, we have friendship bracelets to thread.

Nobody wants this smoke, but you. Come play with me. I’ve got the ball, bring your racket.

Right. Keep talking.

YEAHHHHH!

I’ll always sit by your coffin and knock; to coax you out like a cat and remind you that the world needs more of you. Or we can both fuck off somewhere remote and forget the world sometimes.

Walked into a café earlier bumping ‘Santa Baby’ and turned my ass around so fast I didn’t need a hit of caffeine anymore. You people disgust me.

I hear it’s going to be a really chilly winter, you ready for a heavy, unbutton-able jacket? I’m clasping you up real snug, goobmaster. <3

I feel so loved, but I need a beat. I can’t express it enough, how grateful I am for everyone in my life here—in, out. My heart is so fucking full. Bundling you all up and slinging you over my shoulder like a sack of stars.

𝐇𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲 𝐇𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐢𝐫𝐜𝐮𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐬.