“She had thought herself trapped in a place outside the ordinary feeling lives of people; She had not noticed how many other people were trapped in that place with her”
Happy Mothers Day.
It’s hot out.
whyte ave, drunk shopping, daydreaming about being groupies, vodka crans, sour jacks, pool, justin timberlake tickets, making sappy plans for the future, snuggles, smoking cigarettes, shutting down the bar and sing-a-longs to rihanna = the best monday night and the best friends a girl could ask for.
all i’ve really done today is listen to the jonas brothers cover of thinking about you.
off do to maid of honour stuff with my bestie bride.
good morning sleepover pictures from bees and me.
we haven’t got out of bed yet.