James Franco, I love you.

Today was the kind of day where you find a mushroom growing in your bathroom, you cook dinner to discover when it’s done that the chicken is most definitely bad, and James Franco is at the beach you were at today and you didn’t realize it until you stalked his Instagram while laying in bed… Like now.

Is this real life?

On a positive note, I did run four miles today. So, there’s that.


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