I hate it.
I never tumble anymore. Here’s a picture of me and amber drunkenly sitting on the floor to hold you over until next time.
Im moving tomorrow. It’s been an awful start to the lease-year and I’m more than excited to live with my good friend a little closer to the city. Although I’ve been through a breakup and dealt with roommates who hate me and my other roommate, I’ll still miss waking up next to my friend every morning. Wah!!!
If you can’t remember the first four years of your life, why should you have to remember the past four?
Things that I cry at instantly
Soldiers returning home, weddings, proposals, animals dying, pain.
