The 357 porch is my favorite place on earth and it kills me that i’ll never be able to come back.
7porch
7porch
I wrote HAGS instead of an essay for my history final and turned it in.
could you imagine actually living out your dream
how awesome would that be.
ugh. fuck yeah. great night.
euphoria comes to mind.
i wrote a haiku.
im over college
and people
and doing the same shit every day
and every weekend
give me adventure
something out of the ordinary
my plane to europe
open minded people
someone else who wants to create something
and change the world.
LETS GOOOooOOoOOoOo
I have always made decisions in life by asking myself the question, “will this be a good story to tell down the road?” and it has always worked out for me.
boy do i have a good story coming up.