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22. A whole lot of woman. Kansas. Likes: the Jayhawks, Chiefs, and Royals; boys with nice smiles; dancing; writing. Dislikes: disrespect, ignorance, rudeness, and people who make sounds when they eat.
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| ♕ | Prague ‘12 | by © evgenia kohan
Oh my God oh my God oh my God oh my God oh my God oh my God oh my God
Anonymous asked: what's it like? can you even sleep? :)
What’s what like? The cake was red velvet? I’m not sure what that first bit is about, if you wouldn’t mind explaining.
And I had a glass of wine earlier so I’m sure I’ll be able to sleep at least for a while, but the time between waking up and getting on the plane is going to be awful, I’m sure.
Starting to freak out now. My brother bought a cake and drew a Czech flag on it for all of us and now all of a sudden my heart won’t stop racing and I’m freaking out and I feel like I’m going to puke a little bit.
(Source: designersocial)
Of course my itinerary isn’t available for internet check-in. OF FREAKING COURSE. So pissed.
(Source: halfheatfull, via fuckyeahprague)
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In 48 hours, I’ll be in London, bumming around the airport for a few hours.
In 52 hours, I’ll land in Prague.
Holy sweet Christ, that’s thrilling.
Really, dude from my past I haven’t talked to in over six months, you choose TONIGHT to decided to start talking to me again? Yeah, that makes sense.
Fuck off, bro. You’re a nice kid, but you treated me like shit, so please don’t make tomorrow even harder than it’s already going to be.
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