HAHAHAHA. damn straight.
(Source: skate-high, via thirdeye-stateofmind)
It feels like recess. It feels like hopscotch and four square without all the kids who made fun of my hair and awkward tendencies. It feels like waking up on Chrismas morning to see that Santa REALLY did eat my cookies. It feel’s like believing in tinkerbell and fairytales, It feel’s like… “Someday, my prince will come.” I haven’t had time for a grownup crush, so I’m starting where I left off.. & I like it here.