hipster

I miss high school sometimes. Back when we were badass and the only ones who mattered. Always having Claire's place to play Mario Party and and Kat's bed to snuggle in seemed to make living in Williamsburg a bit more tolerable.

I don't get enough hugs. Claire and Kat and I used to hug every opportunity we got, and when we sat on couches or on Kat's bed, we snuggled, never totally separate. Sometimes I feel like an island.

I miss photography class.

Secretly, I thought the 'handjobla' joke was hilarious.

fuck you guys.