#swafstarter

My life is now 50% laying all over my boyfriend and 50% working on bullet journal layouts. Sometimes those tasks overlap. A lot of the time. A lot of the time they overlap.

“Hey, can I barrow a pencil?” 

Blaky looked at the paper in her hand and then the labeled room numbers in front of the couple doors she could see. She had been here before she realized and yet she somehow had missed the room she was trying to go to, she could have at least moved back to Canada at the beginning of the school year she thought, a whole day of actual school was something she hadn’t been wanting to do. Seeing someone who had yet to make it to their classroom and hoping her little scandal hadn’t gotten this far she called over to them, “Hey! Do you know where room 304 is? First day,” she added in with a small shrug.

“Hey! You dropped this,” Cosette said catching up to the other person. “What is it?” she asked curious now that she took the time to look at what was in her hand. 

Happy International Women’s Day for my fierce femme fatales out there. Celebrating myself in sweat pants and rocky road.

I feel like we should change when everyday gets to be Saturday so that the other days aren’t so jealous cus like then they wouldn’t be so vengeful.

Hi internet.

Hunter and I just spent two hours watching a tv show about two guys who rescue cats stuck in trees.