A really stupid decision that felt an awful lot like an excerpt from a John Green novel.

We were at that age when conversations consistently drifted towards a naive desire to run away. We loved our friends and hated them by the following Tuesday. We were hopeless romantics who claimed to have broken hearts and we were just struggling to find our aspirations, but everything seemed irreparably far away. So naturally, we stole a golf cart.

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Restless (A Playlist)

For days spent dreaming about vanlife, tiny-homes, and endless open roads. So basically everyday, if you’re anything like me.

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9 Things for 9 Weeks into 2017

Taking transit 2 hours one-way to sit on a rock by the ocean for an hour or two is long, exhausting, and most of the time, completely and utterly worth it.

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