*Secrets* I kind of miss the laundromat. Sometimes I think about pretending my washer is broken just so I can go. But then I remember the cute boys I fantasize about meeting there all do their laundry at the dorms. I can't pull that off.
And thanks for being all sweet and stuff, but I don't like broken promises. It won't happen again.
Why yes, it is the road to the crater. On my best day, I hiked about an hour up the road to where it starts to turn misty and it's so so quiet I could hear my future speaking to me.
Then I'd get chicken skin and turn back.
Was the ing because I'm putting you in my quote file or because of what I wrote in my journal?
And thanks for being all sweet and stuff, but I don't like broken promises. It won't happen again.