today, i got red sangria dumped on me and my gray cardigan. however, i had a tide pen. it's all goooood.
i got to see a good friend of mine who's been in africa for the last month. she's the type of friend that ... it doesn't matter how much time passes, we can always pick right back up where we left off. i love that.
happy guy fawkes day!
remember, remember the 5th of november, the gunpowder treason and plot. i know of no reason why the gunpowder treason should ever be forgot.
"It seems that all my bridges have been burned.
But You say that's exactly how this grace thing works
It's not the long walk home that will change this heart
But the welcome I receive with the restart."
- mumford and sons, as always because i love them.