Thursday

won't go to harlem in ermine and pearls...


ONEHUNDREDANDTWENTYFOUR.



READING DAY! aka the day that we are supposed to get our lives together/start studying for finals/tie up all loosed ends for the year. or, you could swim/bbq. we choose the latter.





free t-shirt wearin, bowl of kool aid sippin....


the light was cool here.

our law student/chef. we are going to miss you and the food jasp!mostly the food, but you too :]
b.
[lady is a tramp; lena horne]


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