Sign sitting, cow tipping, pool hoppin- new jersey.
I could get used to this.
Amongst a broken foot and friends
I feel excitement coming on, like big things are about to happen. Good things, let’s see where this takes us.
500 days of summer, you're my new favorite
Sometimes I just don’t know what gets into me. I’d love to find out how some days you can just find so much out about yourself it’s almost overwhelming. Today has been weird and wonderful.
I fought the war, but the war won't stop for the...
I think the transformation into what was has finally been completed, without me even realizing.
No matter where you go, or what you do, you’re fucking here.”...– Kerry Millen
I took the long way home
And realized that I still remember every wawa in townships area’s soup schedule.
Sitting on front porches smoking. Making have-done lists instead of to-do ones. I just want to bottle these nights up forever.
They get me here. Encorage tangles in your beach hair, feed you the finest vegan cuisine, have Saves The Day sing alongs in the car on the way home from the beach (and when the tire blows there’s just laughter and cigarettes). Where going to bed isn’t thought of until at least 3 am, and from the hours of 12-2 The River is being played via vinyl, while all present (even males) discuss...
I currently have no sense of time, and I absolutely love it.
The one charm of the past is that it is the past– The Picture Of Dorian Gray