I am buying myself a leather backpack when I finally find a damn job.
About
21. Currently taking a semester off from school in NYC and will be back home in Boston for the next 3 months.
I have always felt at home when looking at the stars.
I hate olives and guacamole.
My mind is never made up, and I'm awful at returning things.
I want to do theatre with little kids that have learning disabilities whenever I finally decide to grow up.
Current obsessions: Reading on my porch while the sun shines, layering, turkey bacon, boat shoes, holding hands, and Ella Fitz.
