dallas

dear whomever,
quiet.

love,
leslie.

PS i don't remember when i've been this glad to be home. pictures soon.

dear lemon drops

you seem to have a very funny way of making me forget things.

in other news, i make beats with my teeth,

i take my shoes off in places i shouldn't,

i am psychic,

my room is an absolute demolition,

and i think we've all gone a little bit mad in the last month or so.

and the best thing about being a bartender is getting off work and sitting in my quiet little apartment for a minute and breathing.  no sounds.  just me.  it's dark.

three years

ago.


talk about happy.

oh hey miss es.
girl you pretty.

dear monday(s)

don't 

ever

leave

me