When the Beat Drops...
I'm a college senior who is studying Journalism and Advertising and Public Relations.
But let's let the tumbling do the talking...
So apparently I learned the hard way not to bring cute coats to the bar.
The first fucking time I bring a coat out, it disappears. And it happened to be my favorite leather coat. It was badass and expensive. I’m pissssed.
I’m sorry for this stupid rant post…. but Idk who else to bitch at…
If you just change girl to guy… I’m there.
move to europe, play guitar, join the army, write a book, find a girl, kiss a girl, lose a girl, stare at the stars, stare at the inside of a jail cell, build a home with my bare hands, move, find the cure, get the disease, go broke, get rich, walk a continent, swim the oceans, start a revolution from my couch, find another girl, kiss another girl, lose another girl, get hooked, get sober, and do it all over again. Who’s with me?
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