starryeyed

Finals week.
I assure you all, noble readers, that I have never had such an urge to be self destructive (mentally ~you catch my drift??) in all my 19 years of life.

My rave years, nothing...

I have never smoked in my life (and I'm "french") so anything inhalable was out of the question.
Hahaha, Art. and I have striken that from our list of 'things we wouldn't do because they're bad for you in the long run'... Last night, we went on a rampant escapade. In search of anything we once smirked at because of its detrimental quality, we bought our first pack of cigarettes, and kissed out virginity to smoking goodbye.
Liberating, wouldn't you say Art?
So now, that I have officially finished my "finals" and have nothing but a paper due on Friday in Poli Sci.... I am ready to face the world of mental decapacitation head on. Thursday, friends... the night before my mother arrives in NYC, I will be a fiend. I will strive to be embrace my inner psychopath... reserve your seats now... this will be a wild ride.
Art, it goes without saying: you're my complice for the evening.

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