ughhhhh i love when girls are straightforward. makes life SO much easier.
god, today is a good fucking day, man. a GOOD fucking day.
life is ripe and justified, and i am nimble within its quarters.
last night, callie declared that we’re going to live in an apartment together in nyc… for artistic birth. i can’t complain. why fucking not?
sick of whack dates. literally all i want is to make out and fuck. i don’t have time for impossible silence and opaque stares. why can’t someone just understand that? fuCk
edit: actually bless this. bless straightforwardness. hallelujah