turn my sorrow into treasured gold.

"i won't have another number in front of my name for another decade..."


on friday. i turned 20...finally. and on thursday i raged, and i mean raged. but on friday, as I skipped down to East St. Louis to visit my grandpa/fly out of STL saturday morning to get my 2 decade old behind back to DC, I oped to celebrate my day of birth by eating perttles ice cream with one of my favorite men on earth...papa nick. call me lame, but i wouldn't of had it any other way.



yes it really comes in brown paper bags/chinese takeout cartons. yes it is delicious. yes you have to go to east st. louis to get it, so....i dare you.

b.
[rolling in the deep;adele]