gonna start unfollowing blogs that post “50 Things…” type lists because they’re pretentious and anxiety-inducing.
When I grow up: I want to bop around the world with Kailin and drink coffee in little cafes, and get high on gorgeous beaches, and makeout on small European streets, and drunkenly explore everything.
Can’t I just live a gay fairy tale with weed and vodka?
gotta say, i’m super proud to be part of a group that is bringing a glorified sex toy party to campus.
colleen just made me smoke catnip…