drunk love
My mother told me she loved me this weekend. I believed her because she was drunk. Wait, maybe I was drunk. no no no, WE were drunk and drunk love between a mother and a daughter is a bond that nothing can break… until we sober up.
Malty
This is a tumblelog, kinda like a blog but with short-form, mixed-media posts with stuff I like. Scroll down a bit to start reading, or a bit more to read more about me.
About
Hi.
Malty is for my love of beer.
I'm a Portland girl, born & raised.
I have a desk job.
I get distracted easily .
I Like-
cake.
beer.
dry crisp weather.
new shoes.
my cat, Rubix Cube.
I Dislike-
The sound of vomiting.
rudeness.
hair spray in my mouth.
People who tell me off via email and don't grammar/spell check first.
I hope-
To graduate soon.
To travel more.
To read more.
To see more.
To be more.
solazzok@gmail.com
