I write to you on this incredibly hot summer afternoon in Spokane. My stomach feels like a mangled, anxious mess and my palms are an unusual amount of sweaty. This is my last day at my house--last day with my roommates. See you February, my loves!
Getting down to it, I really can't wait to leave. I've waited this long and now it's finally happening! The scenario is entirely unreal, but boy do I love it.
Photos from late July/August coming soon.
nothing says “i literally had no idea what to get you for christmas” like the gift of *an autographed copy of **hipster puppies. *i have a handful of the...