It doesn't matter where— coffee shop, bar, laundromat, indian restaurant… nothing more powerful than familiarity & friendship with the folks who keep your life going
god i swear just talking with ur best friend openly about fucking anything and everything
this is a magic cure for depression and hopelessness you feel truly sane again
salsa dripping down ur shirt as the pork spit continues to spin much like our planet unaware of our existence but showing its love all the time
(must have spit for the pork otherwise doesn‘t count)
