February 2012
Waffle house
edit: I don’t remember saying this.
Hehehehehehehhehehwhwhwhehehehehehe oh man
Bruh, bruh i swear to.god bruh
If I.catch you in.the streets
I swear to god bruh
MY AUNT JUST HAD HER BABYYYYYYYYYYYYY
AHKJELIWUEHKLASDJCHAKLSJHAKLHJASKC
I need to start buying baby clothes!
“It doesn’t interest me what you do for a living.
I want to know what you ache...”
– Oriah Mountain Dreamer (via light-essence)
I was sitting in class today and as I got up to leave one of the girls at my table asked me what I was (in regards to religion). And before I got a chance to respond or even say anything, the girl who was sitting next to me just said “human. she’s human.”
I had never thought about that before. Never thought about that response to give. I thought it was interesting and...
dormsitting and listening to the Brazilian Pandora radio station. What a life!
I fell in love
with the man sitting in front of me today. He was a Frenchman. And mon dieu. He was so perfect and French I can’t even. He wore a beret, a velvet jacket and khaki courds. He wrote in a moleskine with a fountain pen and the pen cap in his mouth looked like a cigar. I swear, he was everything I’ve ever seen in any French movie. And he was sitting right in front of me. OH mon dieu his...
