April 2012
The best feeling ever is when you’re trying to do other things, but a boy you haven’t talked to in ages calls you.
Sometimes there is just so much damn sadness going on, I am impressed that people are still happy. It’s kind of beautiful.
My desk, April 2012
Prom 2012
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Is it weird when your closest school friends are going to Harvard and University of Rochester, and you’re probably going to a small Quaker school with the largest ancient beaver skeleton? Yeah, a little?
On Thursday night, my dance moves were so groovy that my tailbone cracked. Heyyyyy.
