I got stung by a bee in the fuuuuucking face this morning while jogging. I guess that’s what I get 4 jogging. It’s so swollen I’m a goon.
I hope, in my life, I do one thing as well as Horace Grant did eyewear.
"You know I’m old in some ways. In others, well, I’m just a little girl. I like sunshine and pretty things and cheerfulness and I dread responsibility."— F. Scott Fitzgerald, This Side of Paradise (via cmami)