Hexed. Ace, Rae, and I are hexed. For the past several days that we have been hanging out, the only thing that ever happens to us are the worst of the worst white girl/first world problems. We've been ruffians at Walmart, flat bike tire here and there, no batteries, no light for a night ride, eating shit, peeing into shoes, more flat bike tires, P.N.B., pudding is made mostly of butter, late for the bike party, can't find the bike party, I swear these damn flat tires, scum life, vagabonds.
But as godawful as the little details of our days are, there are no better people I'd rather be scummy with. One of the best nights of summer; the mobbin' night.
But as godawful as the little details of our days are, there are no better people I'd rather be scummy with. One of the best nights of summer; the mobbin' night.
