i need to go back to austin
i need to find a way to live in austin
because when i’m feeling especially low, i look at the poster in my living room from the museum of the weird and remind myself
"i got to meet two super cool circus performers and they totes signed that poster for me."
i need to go back so i can swing by the museum daily and become bffs with jorge and t-rex and help them feed giant cockroaches to torgo the monitor lizard. now that is a place where i could belong.