im moving again next weekend. Whenever i move i just want to throw half my clothes and my everything out the window. I wish it was socially acceptable to subsist on combat boots, a vintage t-shirt and leggings forever. I hate moving. I’m never going to not be moving. I’ve been like this since I was 17. I could never be a gypsy. I mean, I guess I am kind of, but I really don’t want to be.
18 places in the past seven years, you guys. And more moves than that, because I lived in a couple of those places multiple times.