#evandersonstarter

[natenotnathaniel]

I keep getting fuckin' asked what my New Year's resolution is at work whenever I'm on break. Like, are you trying to start shit? No, my goddamn resolution isn't to stop smoking, you fuck. 

Where's that stupid ass e-cigarette Blaine got me for Christmas?

[natenotnathaniel]

I'm getting married tomorrow. At least, I think so. I might have fucked that up.

[selenoblaine]

So. Uh. I'm getting married soon. Like...really soon. Like in less than a month soon? I won't lie, just about every day I think about it and get butterflies...and a little anxious too. But in a good way.

[natenotnathaniel]

I swear to God, nothing kills my boner faster than hearing that fuckin' Macklemore song. I'm done. This is it. I've gone celibate.

[natenotnathaniel]

Sometimes, I don't even know what to do with myself.

I have, like, no energy to do anything. All I want to do is go home and sleep. Isn't that pathetic?

[natenotnathaniel]

Wedding planning is cool and all, I guess, but I literally have no idea what the fuck I'm doing. There's still so much we have to do and-- We're getting married in a little over two months and-- TWO MONTHS. 60 DAYS. Oh God. Oh GOD. I think I'm having a panic attack. 

[swallowthesunsammy]

I still can't believe I'm turning 25.

[selenoblaine]

So glad Nate is at work right now.

I can cry over Beyoncé's new album in peace and the queen doesn't have to fight with Childish Gambino over who gets played the loudest in the apartment.