I picture you in the sun

I didnt get a little sister, but I did get a Brazilian. I feel like a prepubescent boy or, as Sara put it, a plucked chicken.

If I could fast forward my life to Thursday night, I would. Fucking midterms make me want to die.

I am obsessed with Joseph Arthur's "A Smile That Explodes." It is so fucking pretty.

I need a cigarette or 6 million to deal with this stress.