If the sea was whiskey and I was a diving duck, I’d swim to the bottom and I don’t know if I’d come up.
Anyone in Minneapolis want a ticket to the...
I have an extra ticket that I would like to sell, if possible. Hit me up if interested!
I don't see faces when I sleep.
But I’ve seen yours. Twice now in two nights. Haunted. Already. Again. I can’t let you back into my dreams. Not again. Not yet.
The oh-shit-I’m-actually-uprooting-my-life-and-moving-three-states-away-in-a-month feeling finally set in today.