I am writing on a laptop who's screen I have to hold up to type, traveling through a state who's name I forget, with a heart I have to mend to move on. I'll be back soon with tales of the emerald coast.
I like angry face bus music. you know what i'm talking about. I also like little puppies with tiny skulls I can feel when i pet them. Again, you know what i mean. I almost burn down my apartment on a weekly basis, I don't like babies and I miss Scarborough.