Erika just sent me these pictures of us ladies killing it in NYC last March and oh my god, my soul started glowing looking at them. I am in all of these because Erika sent me the ones with me in them, but OH MY GOD, LOOK AT THE WONDERFUL TIMES. LOOK AT THE BEAUTIFUL FACES FULL OF JOY. I AM SO SAD I DIDN’T GET TO SEE SOME OF THESE FACES (because I’m including Erika even though she’s not in these pictures) BEFORE I LEFT THE EAST COAST FOR THE SUMMER. I MISS THEM SO VERY MUCH.
ERIKA OWES ME AN ORB OF THESULAH, BECAUSE I LOST MY SOUL LOOKING AT THESE MOMENTS OF PERFECT HAPPINESS
Going for a Samantha Valentine via Alexis Krauss sort of thing for the Kanye/Nicki party tonight.
So a couple of weeks ago, I made this resolution to look like a boss as often as possible. So far it’s going pretty well.
Last night I told homework to go fuck itself so I could drink whipped cream vodka (gross) out of my Parks & Rec mug and pretend to be a yenta for the school paper. I’m the one who looks like a hipster kindergarten teacher.
MY VENDING MACHINE SHAKING HAS FINALLY PAID OFF
TWENTY FOUR HOURS AGO I WAS BED RIDDEN
LOOK HOW NICELY I’VE CLEANED UP SINCE THEN
YOU GUYS I CANNOT FUCKING WAIT UNTIL TWO WEEKS FROM NOW WHEN I CAN RELIVE THIS SLIGHTLY AWKWARD PICTURE THAT ONLY DREX AND I SEEM TO WANT TO BE IN (via FB tagging)
NEVER 4GET WHEN I MET CORIN TUCKER
Me and my valentine
I miss home I miss home I MISS HOOOMMEMEEEE TAKE ME BACK TO THIS TAKE ME BACK HOOOOOOOOMMEEE.
I'm Sarah. I tell esoteric jokes and expect people to laugh. I like many things, among them being Arnold Palmers, 