I like the taste of cigarettes on a boys breath.
I like the smell of salt water and the way the waves sound. 
I like the feeling of arms holding me tight, like they never want to let go.
I like talking about pirates and planning adventures I’ll most likely never take.
I like doing nothings with someones I would do anything for.
I like laughing and falling over myself with giggles and happiness.
I like dancing in subways to accordion players.
I like when you let me hold your hand like a child, because the two finger grip is what I like best.
I like the sunlight and when it pours in my window.
I like fresh flowers, the ones I have now have been neglected and are dead.
I like loving someone and having someone love me.


FNO was so much fun, i stole some boys underware and am now holding them hostage, Pickle juice is the perfect hang over cure.

Summer Time Blues

Last day in Wild Wood for the summer and I think I may actually start to miss it horribly. This summer was insane filled with lots of surfers and beers on the beach, smoking and listening to records until two in the morning, drinking alcohols from all over the world. It was one of the best summers of my life, and the fact that I got with the ice cream shop boy i've been pining over since I was twelve made it that much more exhilarating. The real Jersey shore is much better then what you see on the T.V.