you never stop until my final breath is gone
it's.... totally time to go back to school. mad totes.
smells really get to me. the smell of my room when it's 65 degrees out and my parents grill? it reminds me of easter sophomore year. or maybe freshmen. freshmen year. and it also reminds me of walking into my house in a t-shirt after sats junior year and baking a cake. hardly any good associations.
i want to get the rest of the semester over with. but first, i want to drink spiked raspberry lime rickies on my last night of spring break.
smells really get to me. the smell of my room when it's 65 degrees out and my parents grill? it reminds me of easter sophomore year. or maybe freshmen. freshmen year. and it also reminds me of walking into my house in a t-shirt after sats junior year and baking a cake. hardly any good associations.
i want to get the rest of the semester over with. but first, i want to drink spiked raspberry lime rickies on my last night of spring break.