Blue jeans, white shirt;
walked into the room you know you made my eyes burn.
It was like, James Dean, for sure;
you’re so fresh to death and sick as c-cancer
You were sorta punk rock, I grew up on hip hop,
but you fit me better than my favourite sweater, and I know that love is mean, and love hurts,
but I still remember that day we met in December, oh baby.

So it was really nice out this weekend…

Hello red face :(
Stupid sunburnssssssss

I’m off to the bar :3

Okbye

xo

Hello :)

Camp. 
The place that makes my heart happiest.

Hahaha
Last night was fun. :)

SMOOOOOOOOTHIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEE~

Eyes set on me
like I’m an answer;
just a question you missed,
a complete disaster.
Just a person,
probably the worst one;
Loose-lipped and shoulders chipped.
If we keep fighting who we are,
we won’t hit anything

New hurr~