Put on your warpaint.
Sometimes all you effing need is an effing amazing night out at a kick butt concert to rev you back up into what you want to be.
I have never felt so alive.
Sometimes all you effing need is an effing amazing night out at a kick butt concert to rev you back up into what you want to be.
I have never felt so alive.
An entire year has passed and I don’t even know how it even happened. Wait a second. Wasn’t it just January? I was moving into my apartment at Brooklyn, relishing the fact that we only had 4 roommates, and wondering what our first winter... Continue →