I’m aware that I might be a little distant at times, but the truth is, I am having a pretty damn hard time being home. Where is the excitement? Where are the train rides to new places and old familiar places to meet friends? I miss eating things that I don’t know what they are. I miss watching the different ways people interact with each other that is so foreign to me. I miss...
I love my insane friend who searched, unasked, for a boy who is from my Austrian town that is currently living about 25 minutes from me. I told her about him about a month ago and she sent me his name today… Oh the power of crazy people. I <3 Libbi Leigh
FROM THE FIRST GLASS TO THE GRAVE. STEP 1. A glass with a friend. STEP 2. A...– THE DRUNKKARD’S PROGRESS 1846 Hahaha