on the stairs.
okay, in all seriousness he didn’t, but i nearly broke my fucking neck yesterday afternoon because a parcel was left on the stairs. glancing at the offending package i noticed it was addressed to me! now i haven’t ordered anything in a pretty long while so this was strange… very few people have my mailing address and it’s been a long time since i posted about wanting the damn thing.
the only way i figured out what it actually was was the Article Magazine company logo on the opposite side.
then i was clearly going, “now who the fuck ordered this for me?”
turns out it was my wonderful girlfriend in the end.
the magazine is fucking gorgeous and i can’t wait to get to reading it! 😀