Michigan, everyone knows that you almost had me. But you let me go, and I was smart enough to let you go. I wont be falling for another boy for a long time. Heart on the mend, with a little help from my friends. Jason is the best guys friends I have. <3
Dear Zygote,
Your name was a contagion. You are vain and hard to take. All the same I was brave. I don’t suppose you’d tell the truth, so I won’t ask you anymore. All the the things we already do, to pass the time between the wars.
Your love sleeps in a velvet case.
So what did you bring be for?
(via:nmom)
drankin in MI w Katia & Sara. mmmph. why i was chuggin w 2 hands, idk.
10:05 AM. Grand Rapids, MI.
“I dropped a poo and I used a baby wipe to clean my butt.”
$1.75 black label
Michigan hipster bars are magical.
$3 double gin and tonics.
michigan things to write about later:
- Beardcore from Ghost Riders Moped Army = coolest, best fucking beard, nice ass dude reminds me of Jax from Sons of Anarchy, fucking amazing crazy dancer
- The 22 yr old- nerds unite-skyrim video games ugly girls- sweet kid-puppy
- “Just go dance with a boy.” - Sara to me
- “KATIA!? Are you doing more work?!”
- “I never saw a black person til I was 10” -Summer, from Ohio
- Put up the video of making drunk snow angels
- Michigan has no Wi-Fi
- or cabs
- Bars close at 2
- We are “spoiled fucking city ass hipsters”
- “well i guess we are going to a hipster bar, maybe wear your hat.”
Not sure what this is, but Michigan, I’m in love with you. This diner is magical. Fatty McFatterson.
Good morning. A, Sara, and le Chica, the hound.
“nobody gives a fuck, tell them. ‘cause i said so.” -A
“You can feel free to quote drunk, fucking ramblings” - A
“dude, who is that, she is so hot, i would rail her.”
“yeah, i’d take those skinny legs and just *thrust motion and errgegrgeggrrrryxx sound*
“the only thing i have patience for is twitter, its like boom boom boom fuck this i’m drunk, this is gay, 140 characters. drink!”
“hipster chicks are sexy.”
and then he just tweeted sara and i as he’s taking the cosby kids to the pool.
my guy friends are drunk, classy, horny for skinny hipster chicks.
dear michigan, i’m sorry.
Track stands on the Puch Pinto because it’s too snowy to ride today. I DID do a pedal start on her though!
Road trip with nmom! Michigan we are in you!
Michigan,
Please don’t have snow, so we can ride bikes.
Please have cheap smokes.
Please have stupid shit that we can buy at tiny gas stations.
You do accept baked goods as currency, correct?
Again, sorry for drinking all your whiskey in advance.
