Sarasota girl at school in Pittsburgh.
Learning, loving and living.

Taking a moment to appreciate my friends and the fight we had to make a change. 
I’m going to the Inauguration tomorrow and I could not be more excited. 

Literally the only reason I wish I had money is so I could surprise my friends with things, dress well, and have a house with giant bookshelves.

this is what i love about bayshore. how long has it been since i’ve seen these wonderful, beautiful people i adore? …too long. yet, it was like no time had passed at all.
there was absolutely nothing i loved more than watching everyone pull to each other like magnets- hugging, kissing, laughing, loving- just breathing in the beauty that is us together again. i allowed myself to be completely consumed in the energy of the room as it escalated from everyone talking about their new lives and loves and how much they missed being surrounded by everyone again. i finally felt at home.

this is what i love about bayshore.
how long has it been since i’ve seen these wonderful, beautiful people i adore?
…too long. yet, it was like no time had passed at all.

there was absolutely nothing i loved more than watching everyone pull to each other like magnets- hugging, kissing, laughing, loving- just breathing in the beauty that is us together again. i allowed myself to be completely consumed in the energy of the room as it escalated from everyone talking about their new lives and loves and how much they missed being surrounded by everyone again.

i finally felt at home.

i’m currently talking to kylie on the phone.
well, technically i’m in her pocket as she spells her name.
i love her. :]

as if my life couldn’t get any more crazy. ridiculous. hysterical. awesome.…it’s not even friday.

as if my life couldn’t get any more crazy. ridiculous. hysterical. awesome.

…it’s not even friday.

Oct 8th at 12PM / via: 87daysbefore / op: 87daysbefore / tagged: pictures. reblogs. life. friends. crazy. / reblog / 8 notes
who knew one of these nights would exist in wapakoneta ohio?

who knew one of these nights would exist in wapakoneta ohio?

Sep 24th at 12PM / via: fueledbyphotos / op: fueledbyphotos / tagged: pictures. reblogs. quotes. friends. life. / reblog / 328 notes
tomorrow can’t come soon enough.so much love awaits.

tomorrow can’t come soon enough.
so much love awaits.

Aug 12th at 1AM / via: fueledbyphotos / op: fueledbyphotos / tagged: reblogs. pictures. quotes. love. friends. / reblog / 199 notes
oh, and ps: every little thing is gonna be alright.

oh, and ps: every little thing is gonna be alright.

Aug 5th at 10PM / via: fueledbyphotos / op: fueledbyphotos / tagged: friends. love. lyrics. pictures. quotes. reblog. / reblog / 1,311 notes
this one’s for you, smt.i love you.

this one’s for you, smt.
i love you.

(via unsolvedmysteries)
my mother wouldn’t let me go.while you were all saying your goodbyes, i was in my house thinking of you.it’s hard to say goodbye when you barely said hello.i’m a prisoner of my own home.but rest assured, i love you all.

(via unsolvedmysteries)

my mother wouldn’t let me go.
while you were all saying your goodbyes, i was in my house thinking of you.
it’s hard to say goodbye when you barely said hello.
i’m a prisoner of my own home.
but rest assured, i love you all.

the countdown continues.beautiful day in island park left me sunburnt.these things happen.when there’s a nice breeze off the bay, i love sarasota.

the countdown continues.
beautiful day in island park left me sunburnt.
these things happen.
when there’s a nice breeze off the bay, i love sarasota.

Aug 3rd at 2AM / via: quote-book / op: kari-shma / tagged: reblog. pictures. quotes. time. friends. summer. sarasota. / reblog / 267 notes
found out my roommates. the girls i requested. thayer 813. i’m ready to start decorating.

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found out my roommates. the girls i requested.
thayer 813. i’m ready to start decorating.

“‘the scarlet letter isn’t black
gotta know who’s got your back
because they’re right in front of you
because they’re telling you the truth
so, so much past
inside my present
so, so much past.’”

feist