Confessions of a Fuck-Up Artist
Feb. 9th, 2013 08:32 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
jack_babalonLet me tell you something about Princess & Teddy Bear. Both had had rough weeks at work, exhausting and long. The kind that when you finally reach their conclusion you just want to drive home and disappear into the couch for the weekend. Instead they both went out of their way to make sure I wasn't alone last night and accompanied me across the city until we found a bar that could accommodate our demands .
Teddy Bear who had already driven back home OTP and then drove back into town two hours later. The Princess who's quit drinking but still sitting at the bar with me even after clocking off a grueling day.
And today, through the hang-over fog, I realize if a man's measure is taken by the length his friends will go for him then mine is a map drawn across a boundless terrain of both generosity and patience.
Thank you.
Teddy Bear who had already driven back home OTP and then drove back into town two hours later. The Princess who's quit drinking but still sitting at the bar with me even after clocking off a grueling day.
And today, through the hang-over fog, I realize if a man's measure is taken by the length his friends will go for him then mine is a map drawn across a boundless terrain of both generosity and patience.
Thank you.