A friendship between college girls is grander and more dramatic than any romance
My name is Hannah but I’m like Shoshana though I want to be Marnie and I have friends like Jessa.
It’s an identity crisis.
To those pacing back & forth, talking 100 miles a min on the phone outside the library- I’m curious, has your adderall kicked in yet?
Because this is what you look like:
can’t a girl enjoy a cig break outside of the library without a group of assholes blasting Michael Bolton?
people say I think too much. about nonsense and explanations for things that cant be explained and why you can’t always get what you want. but maybe that’s because I don’t sleep. I don’t sleep which means I really don’t dream. but really I am dreaming. dreaming with my eyes wide shut. in a world where nonsense is common sense and everything happens for a reason and you yourself can always get what you want. so i mean, whats so wrong with thinking too much?
