Me alegro que puedo leer tumblr en español ahora.
I never actually fell for a girl before. I did at camp, so I got to be with her all the time and hang out every day. Now it feels weird even being part way across a city from her.
In general I’m not a very emotional person; emotions just don’t affect my thinking too much. But last night, the first night back from camp, I sat around being sad all night (and I also got four hours of sleep so that probably contributed to the laziness). This is just new for me.
I get to hangout with her the week before I move to Duluth, so this is probably melodramatic. After living in the North Woods for 3 months with 25 people that have become your close friends, it’s a weird transition back to the real world.
So next time you call shot gun remember that you’ve got responsibilities
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That’s why I call Parks; no matter what, I’m sitting in that fucking front seat.
I fucking love call Parks. Civil Rights Movement references and I get to sit in the front seat? Nothing could be better.
The new Bon Iver album will forever remind me of tripping acid in the Cities and of being at camp.
I get to go into the studio with Kristoff Krane in 10 days to make a song. Fucking ill.