Shit People Say In LA
These bitches nailed it. I said half of this shit, like, yesterday.
“Take the 5 to the 605 to the 210 to the 134 to the 101”.
Holy shit, I don’t know how many times I’ve taken that route to avoid brutal traffic.
(Source: gromzla, via soul-surfer)
Wait… why don’t I own this? Feel free to get me one.
Now, this is a Moleskin journal I’m willing to spend money on.
(via soul-surfer)
“How can you not be romantic about baseball?”-Billy Beane.
Yeah. I know it’s not even February. Whatever. I can already tell this year will kick 2011’s ass. 2011 was brutal. What could go wrong went wrong. Hell, I didn’t really have a place to live for most of February. So there’s that. I hit rock bottom. And of all the things in the world, Texas was my saving grace. Fucking Texas. The south is a perfect place to heal a broken heart. And 2011 not only broke mine, it had to go and curb stomp the pieces. Now it’s 2012. I have already been blessed beyond belief this year and I can only hope that I’ll have a thankful heart for everything and everyone as the year goes on.
2012>2011
<3
(Source: peacelovejazee, via soul-surfer)
gimme.
(Source: corgis-everywhere)
