I love friends. And chocolate milk. And the idea that I could go to grad school and get a doctorate and actually make a difference in someone’s life. But mostly friends (because I hope that appeals of sentimentality will encourage them to follow me to grad school [I’m talking to you, Georgie and Aaron]). New friends are the best too (talking to you, Fred!!). Mostly what I mean is this: hi guys. goodnight.
Wishes I had a penis and was gay. Because to be perfectly honest, we are soulmates. I am the most myself around him, and no one makes me feel happier, more full, or more full of potential.
Georgie Motherfucking Flynn, I love.