it began like every other summer morning ( Read more... )

We share so much. A hope for Cornell. A love of the name Stephanie. An appreciation for art. A flair and passion of languages. A seemingly tight friendship. A certain something only you know. A loathing for preaching. And, of course, a name.

Note to self: remember this.

Considering I have a limited amount of time ( Read more... )

I had an amazing first night of Antioch ( Read more... )

"Andrew, I signed you up for a new theater camp. It's only two weeks long and we get to go see a Broadway show." I whined for a few days after mommy told me; this was going to cut into some serious televsion-watching and snack-inhaling time for ten-year-old Andrew ( Read more... )

You mangaged to fight four
Of your closest friends
And dump your girlfriend
All in 48 hours!

Nice one.

Work doesn't make you happy anymore.
Home doesn't feel like home anymore.

I want, I want, I need, I need.
Drink it up, greedy little boy.

A man who loses all of his money in stocks will get more mourning than a man born in poverty.

And the poor man doesn't give a shit about your money or any of the other greedy assholes on Wall Street.

( Ways to know you srsly need to chill with that shit )

it's so great ( Read more... )

I am more astonished than proud
that I limited 302 pictures
to a much weaker 41.

( ...as i call across the world... )