Bark bark.... as star would say
I have been one lazy mother f-er lately. I don't know if I love it or if I hate it either. A part of me wants to soak up every bit of summer, but I know that if I don't work at my shit over summer I'll be hurting next semester. who cares.
I think a trip to Canada is called for. Even though I'm now legal here, there's still something magical about the boot-wearin, bear-rug-owning, beer-drinkin country. I can't even remember the last time I was there.
Sometimes I hate words. They're so limiting to the emotions that we feel. I wish that we could just have psychic powers or something.
I think a trip to Canada is called for. Even though I'm now legal here, there's still something magical about the boot-wearin, bear-rug-owning, beer-drinkin country. I can't even remember the last time I was there.
Sometimes I hate words. They're so limiting to the emotions that we feel. I wish that we could just have psychic powers or something.