Moving to Jersey City. My aunt gave me an old bed that she was throwing out, including the pink sheets with sheep all over them.
Whenever I move out of a place I always have the urge to set it on fire on my way out. I wish i could get to the point in my life where I could pack up everything that i truly need into two bags, and torch the rest. But I dont think the parents would be cool with that.
Whenever I move out of a place I always have the urge to set it on fire on my way out. I wish i could get to the point in my life where I could pack up everything that i truly need into two bags, and torch the rest. But I dont think the parents would be cool with that.
BTW, who's that in the pic?
but when i left for hawaii i did pretty much just what you want to do... sold my stuff, and packed a suitcase. it was liberating. i think every so often a cleansing needs to happen...