Listening to Lana Del Rey's album
It’s like a less classy version of Enya (her voice at least) but not bad, not bad at all.
Makes me wanna sleep in a good way.
So this is how my evening went:
- Me: Ouch!
- Anthony: What happened, honey?
- Me: You punched me in the boob!
- Anthony: I did? Wow, I didn't feel shit, sorry.
- Cashier: Your total is $15.43.
- Me: Wow.
- Anthony: You know I love you, right?