Laura Bejarano

my cargocollective

i took a friend to her first school party to show her that she hadn’t been missing much. we were there for maybe half an hour. it was boring and all they do is play beer pong. we left and walked around, climbed fences and traveled in the dark, all in all doing more things in that one hour than they were going to do (go home and sleep).

i think one of my favorite things ever is leaving my house when all of the lights of the houses on my street are out and just walking around and feeling like everything and nothing

finally turned in my three week old paper. now to write the one due four days ago.