Friday

Friday night . . . It was sure an adventure. I had a driving lesson, I braided hair many different ways, talked about double piercings and tattoos with a friends mom, and boiled condensed milk into caramel sauce for ice cream. I wish every night was friday night. You just feel like you have so much time, and like you’re on top of the world, and infinite. I can’t wait to have more nights like that one this summer.

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{Photos courtesy of some chick I know}

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