word of mouth (no. 1)
“Last night I got so high, I finally forgot your name.” —Mr. Barcelona
perfect patricks day.
never complained about the weather once.
“You guys don’t know what you’re talking about. This is real art. Those are perfectly painted oil paintings.” —chhumlove.
mondays: start to finish
As my bed gets more comfortable, my dreams get weirder. I’m not sure how I feel about this combination, but I think it could become a problem.
Either way, I’m going to miss sleeping in the middle this summer.
“but mostly I’m a hypocrite.” —jenny lewis