there were so many beautiful hidden treasures this past weekend.
just stay in bed and listen to pretty songs and eat banana sandwiches and write nonsensical, meaningless things in my journal all day? I don’t see what the problem is.
Oh wait, I have to work. Work is considerably more miserable when I have to wear pants on 89 degree days. On a happier note, I’ve spent all night looking at apartments.
Marina looks gorgeous as a blonde!
hair, yes please.