group poop
i miss pancake breakfasts and skinnydipping and jack and cokes and laying out at certain undisclosed locations and roasting marshmallows and brownies with forks and the drive in and bardstown road and graeters and journaling, yes even journaling, and making out with wooden brazilians and jello shot eating contests and taking a ridiculous amount of pictures and talking for three hours on the phone and waking up next to you and tents and hot dogs and driving with the windows down and patio homes and sleepovers and RBGs and driving out to shelbybille and